I want to talk
I want to cry
I want to cut
I want to die
You ask me what im doing
Well what do u want me to say?
You ask if im ok
Somehow i always say im fine
Im scard to talk
Im use of fighting my stuff alone
There so much that is disstroying me
They all promissed when i left "home"
Things were gonna get better
I was gonna be ok
When i left home
Everything distroyed me even more
THe places i been
The things i saw
None of them cared
Another girl lost in the system
Another girl slowly dieing
Another girl without a voice
I soon became angry
People saw me as shy
I hid everything inside
I really dont want to talk
I want to moments to fly by
I know when i get home
I can hid under the blanket
I can pray for god to listen
And take me awayyyyyyy
