I know it's not my place
And i know i'm being kinda mean
And unsupportive
But why must you be under a constant dark cloud
Must it always rain on your parade
You're always sad
Always have a problem
Never happy
But you don't see what we see
You're friends love you
And i know you want more
But it'll come
when you least expct it
if only you'd stop trying so hard
and only if you'd stop lying to us
if you stopped overplaying everything
and not to mention
stop trying to be the elder
the one who sorts everyone elses problems
stop trying to be our mother
and just stop
and live amongst your friends
and be happy
please.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem