Photographs کے بول

You ask me why i display this array of pain When it's obvious to you i can't complain You say it's just a phase that's supposed to make it ok In a couple of years i'll look back and laugh My youth reduced to a few bad photographs So what if this doesn't pass what if i stay this way What if i don't want to pretend that i'm ok So what if i don't want to play the great adult game What if i don't want to mellow out in my pj's What if i don't want to sit back and complain I'd like to retain my anger my fear my feelings Judge me all you will at least i am dealing With these situations the best way i can And as for you i really don't give a damn Unless 90% of everybody is a fraud Unless you got nothing to scream about Unless you're always happy, always proud All of you ain't got nothing to talk about Take the snapshot and pull it out Twist it and turn it around