Bruises are hurt,
Scratches are pain,
If I am bad,
You hit with a cane.
If this is love,
I don't want to know hate,
I've learned my lesson,
Do NOT debate!
Make up and glasses,
Do not cover it all,
I get strange looks,
As I walk down the hall.
I don't understand,
Why I haven't a friend,
I need someone,
For all my pain needs a mend.
Talking to someone?
I cannot lie,
I would not dare,
For I'm too shy!
You brought me up bad,
You brought me up wrong,
I have no life,
For now I am gone.
What do you say?
As you sit there and cry,
Don't you just wish,
That you could just die?
Well, guess what,
Now that I'm six feet down,
Don't you just wish it were you,
Under all of this ground?
All I can say,
Is I do too,
I will not lie,
For this is all true,
I will pull you down,
In this new place I dwell,
All there is left to say,
Welcome to hell!
