I wake up today and put on a face
get dressed and go to the place
called school, and no one sees a trace
of my life being so fu.cked up as it is
i go home and by the end of the day,
i think of why I\'m still living this day
should i live? should i stay?
or should i leave and go away?
sometimes i lie awake in my bed
and wonder why I\'m still not yet dead
i think of why my life\'s been spared,
why god has been so fu.ckin unfair
and has not let this tortured girl,
leave this stupid fu.cked up world!
