Stuck without knowing my place...

Why do people push me

Where i do not wish to go

They say its for my own good..

But where is the good in anger?

People feel like they need to help me..

I am not dead i can help myself.

Maybe i want to just hang in the moment..

Try and figure out where i stand..

But people want things done NOW

And that i do not understand..

I am 17 years old

Im not going to die tomorrow

A couple more weeks

Will not wreck my life.

It is not there time anymore..

Things are done differently now

Why cant they accept that?



Lost in the moment,
I dont know what is to come,
If i stay one more day,
Will my life become undone?

Pushed beyond breaking point,
Yet i have not broken,
I want to find my place,
Only my thoughts are going to be spoken.

Im not ready to move on,
Why cant people see that,
They live there lives through me,
And i cant deal with that.

Maybe its good for me,
Maybe its worth a shot,
But i will do it in my time,
And its going to be done on my watch.