stuck in this world
were i hate that i am wanted
there smiles around me
are dreams where i am haunted
constantly taunted

what's time?
in a place that takes forever
passing by so slowly
where 24 hours doesn't seem so clever

frustration is hated
this emotions belated
my tears are so big
they have become inflated

my life is once unknown again
as i lay here burning my back in the sand
i hate this land
everything turned out exactly how i planned
(BAD)

from the moment my plane arrived
i was already deprived
from this life i have to live
i want to just sit and cry but
i am to stubborn to give in


i am begining to become homesick
were i go and i am sick of home
theres people around me but
i feel alone
to everyone i am unknown
i just want to go home

i began to dislike this land
where time doesnt pass
i just want to escape this prison
from the Goodtimes of TEXASS





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luckily i come home in like 1 1/2 days
but i am still counting down
just some shit i wanted to write
nothing special