Guiding own necessities

Explain the pain that I gain
Is it worse to curse than to steal from your mother's purse
or is it better to change your lifestyle,
then be in denial?
I'm stuck in a fake life that I take and create
If assuming that I can't improve, what is there to approve?
I'm going up and down, round and round and I listen to the sounds
the sounds of orders, blocked by these borders as I get older
"you can't do this or that" just because I lack
lack to accept the fact that,
I'm too young
Quizes, tests
A's and F's
Theywant A's, through my days
there was nothing to do but gaze
Dream of dreams that I've never seen
I'm sick of their demands, being hit by their hands
But I stand alone, I dig deep down to the bone
keeping my words from all the things I've heard
Hands down, inside imprints a frown wearing a crown saying,
"Failure"
I figured that not being perfect isn't so bad but it's something we all wish we had
Across from me lays my life, tensions become tight
Despite what might be a fight, my lesson is learned
And as I yearn for my future concerns, you should take your turn
No matter how much it hurts to be caught up in their dirt
Wait until you move out because there's nothing to regret but doubt
Don't complain and shout
because you'll get older
and one day you'll dust them off your shoulder