She hates to hear the screaming. She hates to hear the fights. She hates to have to lay in bed, and cry all through the night. She hates to have to plug her ears, to not have to hear them yell. She hates to have to live her life, feeling as if she is in hell. She hates to wonder if the life, She once had is far away. She hates to have to listen to all the mean words you have to say. She hates to have to cut her wrists, to get rid of all the pain. She hates to hide all of the scars, and pretend that she's OK.
