Dakotah Lavender

I try

I can\'t seem to do good with my life,

or to be who I\'m supposed to be.

I try something new to be cut down with a knife,

nothing I do is good enough for you it seems.

 

I tried to make something happen that\'s good,

but I\'m cursed and it will never end.

I\'m drowning in sorrow I guess I should,

because to you you think I don\'t bend.

 

This grief should soon end as I try my best,

to keep my family happy and fed.

In your eyes I don\'t try like all the rest,

like I would rather lie in my bed.

 

Maybe someday you will see my real side,

the side I cannot ever mend back to \"sane\".

I am who I am and I stated it, not hide,

the problems in which I try so hard to tame.