She pisses me off so much...
She even takes my stuff...
Trust between us doesn't exist...
Going somewhere without her i miss...
Peace is gone wisped away from my world...
When i was young everything was calm...
But now that I'm grown...
My only could wish is for him to be gone...
Its either him or me...
A fight i can't win...
If i was not here...
My wrongs would be rights...
So is it so wrong that i want to live???
My Sister keeps me here...
She keeps me alive...
Within her my faith hides...
I don't want to die...
Yet i still try...
Today shall be the last time...
I try to think of a rhyme...
Or even just a time...
When all was fine...
So tomorrow...
When you wake up too find...
Your baby's gone...
Don't cry...
