Call For Help

Flaming embers of anger burning bright
Burning my peace away till its all night
Smothered in darkness of self-centerdness
How can I get back to my precious happiness?

I call myself a so-called peace activist
How can I be this when I'm so pissed
At things that I can't seem to control
Such as my parents and their role

They control my money, my freedom and my life
For my own good they say but it causes strife
I screwed up six years ago with alcohol and pot
But you'd think that all my sobriety was for naught

I'm tired of fighting over every little thing
My soul is suffocating and suffering
When will I find my peace and my own freedom
That everyone deserves for we are all one

I know they wants what's best for me
But their version creates such misery
I need help and I need it really fast
If I want my sobriety to forever last