As I sit alone in the dark
I wonder why I have all this pressure
Why do my parents nag me to do so well
So many decisions
So little time
I don't know what to do
Where is my life going
Why am I here
Will good ever come my way
Or will I parish bleeding in this pain
Too many people like to judge
Peace on earth will never be
Dreaming of the perfect land
All hell breaks lose
Through the brick walls
All the yelling and screaming
As people lay dieing
No one to help them
As time goes on
All people do
Is watch as everyone
Slowly dies off
Nothing more to do
Except to lay awake
Waiting for the time to come
