Life Seems to make me cry,
The Pain Needs To die,
It Just needs to ends,
another seems to leave,
It Seems to me thats all there is to be,
Theres No One who stays,
There Aint Nothing for me to say,
Tears Start to drop,
Just wish all this would stop,
It just Grows like a crop,
There nothing more,
Theres no one else to adore,
Cause there is always a stain of pain,
In my eye,
Havin nothing seems to fly,
No one cares,
They just give you evil glares,
Life seems to be full of crys,
The floors seems slick,
Life seems so sick,
Cause day by day, pain strikes
Life seems full of spikes
Nothing goes right
Nothing will ever be,
Now You can see...
I dont want to live this life,
but thats what i do,
Never quits,
Life just sitts on my hand,
Having no where to stand,
the pain comes and gos,
When Im around,
Aint no sound.
This aint right,
lost the fight,
losin makes me sad,
Wish it was glad.
Its never goin to stop,
Is it just goin to be a crop,
That never will drop.
Everyone will leave,
And Ill be alone,
Not a person around,
Not even a sound,
My blood is flowin,
But know why its goin,
the pain comes an goes,
Never once will life be a perfect pose.
