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sometimes, life feels like a game.sometimes, life feels like a game
sometimes, life feels like a game. Some days are on easy mode others are on hard mode. sometimes, days end confused others excited but it's only caused by one people say life is unfair and i agree, but should it always be unfair? everyday is different everyday i am reminded of something different somedays i'm worth being proud others im a moron some days i am beautiful others tell me different sometimes i get gifts for doing things i had no choice of, sometimes i fail those things. Now n' days, i get lots of stuff books i ask for, toys i get excited over my room feels like comfort but somedays it feels like a cage. some days it's a reminder of what they replace. When i was the original they barely glanced. i toned my likes down they thought i stopped liking then she came along with it now they search high and low they don't know the lyrics like i do she is first she is ASD and i am made of glass, i am just middle, second, female. these things haunt me i am not special needs like one i am not male like the other i'm not first born daughter like one i am not first born son like the other i am just middle, second, female I'm told to respect and take disrespect that is what he above says but why should it be like that? why did i lay my life just to be disrespected why did i lay my life just to be told i am not important that i am not favored just because i am middle, second ,female i layed my life for the heavens i washed myself in sacred grace because they said he loved me but now, love doesn't mean important? i may have taken first role but i am just middle, second, female
Sometimes, life feels like a game. Some days are easy others are hard. Sometimes, days end confused others excited but it's only caused by one thing. People say life is unfair and I agree, but should it always be unfair? Every day is different Every day I am reminded of something different. Some days I'm worth being proud others I'm a fool. Some days I am beautiful others tell me different. Sometimes I get gifts for doing things I had no choice of, sometimes I fail those things. Nowadays, I get lots of stuff books I ask for, toys I get excited over. My room feels like comfort but some days it feels like a cage. Some days it's a reminder of what they replace. When I was the original they barely glanced. I toned my likes down they thought I stopped liking. Then she came along with it now they search high and low. They don't know the lyrics like I do. She is first she is ASD and I am made of glass, I am just middle, second, female. These things haunt me. I am not special needs like one I am not male like the other. I'm not first born daughter like one I am not first born son like the other. I am just middle, second, female. I'm told to respect and take disrespect that is what he above says. But why should it be like that? Why did I lay my life just to be disrespected? Why did I lay my life just to be told I am not important? That I am not favored just because I am middle, second, female. I laid my life for the heavens I washed myself in sacred grace because they said he loved me but now, love doesn't mean important? I may have taken first role but I am just middle, second, female.