Forgetting Who I Am

Sick and tired
Of bein treated like shit
Bein pushed around
Bein told to quit
Bein told that i will never make it
Bein told it’d be better if I jus split
Sick and tired
Of feeling no worth
Sick and tired
Of fake people in my church
Sick of my parents not yellin at any other
Sick of them askin why i’m not like my brother
Sick of everyone tryin to be my mother
I’m tired leave me the hell alone I feel so smothered
Wish I could move and have a different name
Then I wouldn’t have to worry
About provin i’m not the same
I’m still Tycen but a lot has changed
I’m sick of all this i’m going insane
If somethin’s missin
Tycen misplaced it
If somethin’s broken
I bet Tycen has to replace it
I’ve learned to stand up and face it
It feels as if I don’t deserve the name PoVey
as if to you i disgrace it
Brothers don’t respect me
Sister thinks i’m unreliable
This disrespect
To me its just unjustifiable
Everytime I prove i’ve changed
They all start to cheer my name
They all stand and cheer for me
Like i won the lottery
Clappin their hands enthusiastically
Sarcastically
Sick and tired
And really startin to piss me off
No regard No credit
And they’re tryin set me off
Here ya go
This is me pissed
Ya happy?
Ya might as well come up and jus slap me
Tell me that my opinion means nothing
Tell me that i’m livin in a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Tell me i’m like a bee sting
And won’t be anthing
But a jester for a king
So now i stand
Like a man
Asking you to see me where i am
Not where i began
Sick of not bein part of the clan
Tired of tryin to prove who i really am