I am about to break apart soon
This constant buzzing in my ear
Can I not have peace even in at home
But I forgot, home isnt really home
Am I simply a pawn in the game of chess that you adults play
Am I allowed to run my own life
Or do you own it because I am indebted to you
My own future happiness
Does not depend riches
Luxuries I have now
Are as ephemeral as the passing wind
I know my heart
But I am feeling so troubled
Its really not easy trying to be the peace-maker
No one knows what I am talking about
Writing in riddles that only I understand