I can never do anything right
noone wants me in their sight
I hate my looks for one
Im a screw up in school and i feel so dumb
growing up was really sad
I had a big drunk for a dad
I hate myself i hate my life
mabie i should use a knife
slice my wrists or cut my throat
to the people who cared leave a note
I have all these thoughts in my head
too many tears i have shed
why cant my life be nice and simple
most peoples problems are getting a pimple
its not normal all these tears
my whole life was filled with fears
will he be nice, or will he be mean
will he be drunk or nice and clean
I cant stand this daily pain
all this drama am i sane
My feelings all go right down on paper
as day to day my hate gets greater
Why cant i just live with my friends
for in their house love never ends
I get put down so encredibly much
I sit here and long for gods great touch
noone believes how much i grieve
why so hard for them to believe
mabie this pain is my fate
I dont blame anyone else, it is i that i hate
