You're Wrong

You say my life's a joy,
So fun easy and free.
But I guess you never really
Took a look at the real me.

You tell me to do this.
You tell me to do that.
Your oblivious to my feelings.
You walk on me like a door mat.

I'm nothing but a freaking slob;
A spoiled little brat.
You treat me like a moron.
Treated worse than the cat.

You think I can deal
With all the crap you do.
But I cant - don't you see?
YOU make me wish my life was through.

Ive HATED my life since we found out
Dad had cancer - then he died.
You don't understand how much that hurt.
I don't think there's a time when more tears down my face flied.

I know you lost your mom.
But you have NO IDEA how I feel.
I was THIRTEEN years old !
Do you know how much of life that made real?

The cards were stacked against me.
They're getting ever so high.
Sometimes the pain is too great.
And I try to make myself die.

A few thing hold me back tho;
Jehovah, eternal life in perfection, and my friends.
If I didn't have them in my life.
A long time ago my life would have come to an end.

I get so depressed,
I cry myself to sleep.
I wanna tell you how I feel,
But still these secrets from you I keep.

Maybe some day Ill tell you
Of the pain that is so great.
Maybe you'll understand me then
I hope it wont be too late....