Dead To The World*

My world
my future
my past
my present
is this the way my life will stay
forever crying
forever sobbing
forever whining
forever yelling
you'd think they'd care
but instead they swear
my life is getting worse by the hour
nothings getting better
nothings helping me
no ones there
there to care!
there to help
there for me
wot did i do
wot was it that was so wrong that i deserved such punishment
did i do the right thing
should i have told anyone?
i should have kept it bottled up
i don't care wot they all say
the rumors, the jokes
the comments, the pokes
i cant sleep
i cant laugh
i cant even frickin cry because my eyes hurt too much
wot can i do to get my life back?
wot can i do to turn Baku time
how can i forget
when everyone keeps reminding me
how can i forgive
when he has done something so unforgivable
how can i breathe
when every time i do, i wish i wasn't
how can i live
when i just don't want to
how can i get older
when now i have been pounded down a few years
wot comes round goes round... wot went round?