LYRIC FOR SALE

By Natasha Toolate

Chorus: Lost in the disruption as I was interrupted
Plain and simple having no wrinkles
Gets in the middle
Too much confusion of the illusion
Caused me fusion
No qualities to acknowledging
Feeling like running away
When there's no place
Having to chase
Stopping the race
A pace I couldn't trace
Verse 1: There were reasons to be intriguing
The illusions I was seeing
I believed that they wanted me
Instead people taunted me
I was wrecked emotionally
By others making decisions for me
Wasn't that awarding
I was worsen by harsh feelings
Tears poured down my cheeks
As I faced the ceiling
Nobody understood what I could
Doing things people didn't think I would
Things that I should
Others made big mistakes
Trying to cast me out in the first place
Chorus
Verse 2: Feelings of a psycho chick
Trying to be smart and quick
Thoughts were hard to stick
Can't even let go of it
Talking to herself in the cold air
In the mirror as she stares
When nobody is even there
Fallen to her knees for care
Life seemed to be unfair
Wanting to get away from the insanity
Having no kind of vanity
She stared down for lies
Not one person will apologize
All the tears that she cried
Chorus