Collection of honesty

All of a sudden I'm growing so fast, Far away from home, independent at last. The days seem endless and so repetitive. And the competitive side of me, Refuses to let tears hit the floor... Father said sweat is what success demands for. Overwhelmed by high expectations, Amazing is standard - no congratulations given. Every day such a battle in attempting to thrive, I'm surviving but I long to be alive.

I know the game played, feel free to cry me a river. Promises are like babies, easy to make, hard to deliver. Issuing cheques from the mouth don’t cost anything… That's why you spit on the beauty that promises bring. A million times repeated and I never thought to be wise, And realize your words are just files and piles of lies. Again you’ll blow it off, pretending to know my thoughts, But it’s really the little things to me that mean an awful lot. You’ll make new promises and speak what I wish to hear, Yet slowly but surely, they’ll somehow disappear. Stop in your attempts to fool me, I’m no longer a child. Start clearing the ‘I promise...’ illusions you’ve compiled.