As I sit and I see a long line of people in my mind
It’s all coming back to me like the end of time
I see all these people who hate me
But what they don’t see
Is when they don’t want to hang with someone of my standards
Because I don’t quite fit their gang
That hurts me inside
To the point where I cry myself to sleep
To the point where I cut myself
To the point were I just want to die
Because that’s the only way I can escape this torture
At night before I go to bed
I ask god why he put me on this earth
Was it for the torture
Was it for the pain
Or was it just for his enjoyment of a game
