Emotions

I really hate being told to control my emotions

That’s like telling the waves to control the ocean

You say I’m sensitive and that I don’t have a backbone

Just remember those words when you visit my gravestone

Don’t tell me you love me when you don’t even care

That’s like running to the wolves after fighting a bear

It doesn’t make sense and I don’t think it ever will

Maybe that’s why I’m in counseling and taking pills

Maybe if you rang my phone once or twice a week

I probably wouldn’t feel like an oversized freak

But you do no wrong in this life that we live

So I guess from now on it’s live and forgive