How

voices whispering in my head
screaming, yelling, laughing
you, you, you, you, you
not anymore
tired of living for other people
there must be a way, must be
a way to live for me
without being self-centered
must be a way for me
to be me, to look out for me
because no one else does
alone
alone
on my own
freeing, freedom, wings
alone
lonely, sad, tears
liberated, happiness
its all about me in the end
because i am me
because i live from my eyes,
my mind, my perspective
so even if i live for others
i am living for others from me
but i need to put me first
don't know how to do that
so conflicted
so uncertain