My whole I’ve done what everyone else has wanted. I’ve always though about everyone else. I’m sick of it. I’m tired. It’s my turn.
I’m going to get myself together and do what I want to do. If it makes me happy then I’m doing it. It’s wrong the way I’ve been letting everyone else run my life. Yes stuff hurts ; hurts bad sometimes but I have to keep moving forward. So here’s to me.