Young Writers Society

There’s too much drama these days
Too much drama and too much nothing
Empty days and hollow weeks
Make for useless years
When you know what you want
But you just can’t reach out your hand to take it
And I wanna be on a stage
Singing my heart out with the world as the pages of my diary
And I say it’ll be someday
But what if I want someday to start tomorrow?
There’s too much worthlessness in my way
I prefer the kind of emptiness that has potential
The kind you can fill up
Not this artless routine.
I don’t wanna go to work
I don’t wanna go to school
I wanna be yours, that’s all
Let’s lay in bed all day
Indulging in that beautiful nothingess
We do so well, cause
We’re gonna get out of here, baby.

and ANOTHER no commenter! Really..

Nice and personal, good flow and rhythm..simple language and not too complex. All good! The only thing is..i think that

When you know what you want
But you just can’t reach out your hand to take it

Would sound better as..

"When you know what you want
But you just can’t reach out to take it"

But i mean, its up to you. Its just my opinion
And i think

Singing my heart out with the world as the pages of my diary

should be
"Singing my heart out with the world,
as the pages of my diary"

Apart from those two small things, i really like it. Well done!