Unacceptable

It's got me thinking about how much time has even passed
I think to myself, about what I could've changed
To make me not feel like I have a suicide arranged
Since I am bleeding, it's time for me to say farewell
Cause I got a personal first class flight to hell
And it seems, that there is turbulence
But it can't crash, cause that wouldn't make any sense
Why do people have all of these evil intentions
It's like the human race has formed into different dimensions
I try to stay as positive as humanly possible
But the possibility of a human being positive is
Non existent, so why do I even try
It's like if I were to jump off the roof thinking I'd fly
It's pointless, so what am I even doing
What is the point of this passion that I'm pursuing
It's almost impossible to make people smile
Everyone's a critic, you gotta go the extra mile
Impressions can be made, but they are never good
If everyone else isn't helping, does that mean I should
How can one seventeen year old make a difference
How can one seventeen year old be in music business
How can one seventeen year old have a murder list
At seventeen, and the only person on it is him
I've dealt with all this negativity in my life
People degrading me, goals I shouldn't strive
For and people wonder Andrew, why are you so sad
Because I've never had a reason to ever be glad
My dad would never ever pick up the phone
Leave your message at the sound of the tone
Counselors always think why I've kept it in inside
Cause I've been told, sad isn't acceptable