Teenage face

I know what I have to do, I know what I am doing And yeah, I've also decided what I'll be doing yes, I know what's wrong or what's right There's no one for this I'll fight cause I know, for me, what seems to be bright yeah, I know the thing that nobody is here for me. Actually, not even my parents for what if I swear to do something but what if they also start taunting Can anyone accept that painting They ask what happened to me, And I tell them the problem But no one understands. I shout, I scream, at last I cry Wanting to tell them the reason of why Over and over again I'm not even able to handle this pain. yeah, I know my mistakes, And it really shakes. Trying to make myself correct Then the taunting hits like a bullet It exhausts me in every place then realising it's just a teenage face.