The morning i almost ran

Another almost sleepless night,
But dose thirty minutes count,
Another moaning sound from her room,
Just run away to California,
Mexico ain't good with young alone blond's in bikinis,
Seattle is a lot farther then it seems,
But I can't stand this heat,
My allergy to the sun is burring my eye's,
And killing my head,
Just eat you're cookie little kid,
But I'm not a kid,
I'm to smart,
To knowing,
To brilliant,
In this at lest.

I can be a adult at 15 whats wrong with that,
I've been one since 6,
Which I know makes no sense,
But...
I learned,
And needed,
To be the grown up,
To be the support,
To learn to not be to f**d up,
To not touch the drugs there doing,
But when so far away I need someone,
Someone to trust to not fess up,
To not tell a soil or do anything,
Why I get screwed up,
To the point I don't need to think if anything,
If anything.