The Psychs

IT SEEMS I START MY DAYS LOOKING THROUGH TINTED GLASSES THEY AREN’T THE ROSE COLOURED ONES OR DARK IN SHADE THROUGH THOSE GLASSES MY LIFE ISN’T WORTH LIVING WHEN THOSE THAT ARE SUPPOSED TO CARE AREN’T AROUND THERE IN THEIR OWN LIVES ISN’T A PLACE FOR ME I DON’T BELONG OR HAVE A HOME EXCEPT […]