Don’t you think its funny how one little thing can change your life,
From being perfect and happy to being in trouble and strife.
It seems to attack you when you’re at your worst and overflows your life like you’re cursed.
Nothing seems to help it keeps getting worse.


(Chorus)
Why oh why does it have to be me these wrong doings seem to be blinding me and I can’t see
Good from bad, bad from good it’s all a blur for me.



All along I trusted them, I put my trust in their hands, for them to crush it, is all my beliefs that people care for me gone forever on their demand.
I feel evil devouring me tearing me apart ripping away my knowing of what is the wrong way to go, knowing I’d brought this upon myself confused and bitter not even knowing myself anymore, and I should at least have myself to know.


(Chorus)
Why oh why does it have to be me these wrong doings seem to be blinding me and I can’t see
Good from bad, bad from good it’s all a blur for me.


Turning people against me till I can’t see what I am doing, doing to myself until my wrong doings seems to be a yelp for help, in my eyes but not yours and it bring me down so quickly I cant pick myself up to what they expect of me but, what I see and they see is completely different of what they see and think of me.



(Chorus)
Why oh why does it have to be me these wrong doings seem to be blinding me and I can’t see
Good from bad, bad from good it’s all a blur for me.



It’s washing me of the reassuring thoughts of my friend caring until it washes my thoughts and knowledge of right and wrong out.
Breaking through this layer of evil as it suffocates me, me with no senses of good and bad, right from wrong breaking through until I find me, the ME, but not the me I’ve become.

Amy Fifita

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