UNWRITEN

 You think you know but you have no idea

I was once asked… Who are you?

My answer was I’m Alisha

But see I realized that, that’s just my name

Who am I? I don’t know

If you ask people you know

They may say… Oh Alisha

Well she sweet and kind

Loving and not many cares in the world

But see you think you know but you have no idea

Some call me selfish but I call it being carful

If I keep what’s mine to me then there is nothing you have to hurt me

No ammo in your gun to kill the bet of me that’s left

Most of the time I’m scared almost every day

Walking down the street or even in my own home

I rap myself up in helping others so I won’t have to think of me

I don’t like thinking for too long because it makes me cry

I can’t tell people how I feel because I never had to

Never was I asked how I felt about any thing

Don’t want to let anyone get even to my chest because they

They always end up hurting you

But see you think you know me but you have no idea

I cried myself to sleep every night when I was in Grade school

No one liked me barley had friends

But see you see me smile and joke around and you think it’s all good

But even thou my last name is Rogers this is not Mr. Rogers neighborhood

There are no beautiful days here

But see you think you know me but you have no idea

Not a clue how hard it is just to get up every morning

How I rap myself in to work so I don’t have to think of my crape life

Many people would not understand how I could feel this way

But they don’t know what it is to be me just like I don’t know what it is to be them

Yet that makes me feel no better

I feel lonely even when I’m around a group of people who love me

I never feel like I belong any where

Trust no one with my feelings so it’s hard for me to shade a tear

So now how much do you really know about me?

chanelphoq:

great juuust great. T_T

WHAT LOVE LIFE. 

ALL THE TIME