I’m thinking about
My sick horrible life
And all that has caused
My horrible strife
My torturous life
That causes these tears
And killing myself
Is one of my fears
But at least it'd be me
That actually did it
Rather than be killed
In my dad's fit
Mom could have saved me
If she had just tried
But she wouldn't care
If I suddenly died
There was no one to help me
When I needed it most
My friends said they would
So they could boast
But when the time came
That I finally went
They all said forget it
And away I was sent
So it's all of your faults
That I want to die
Because every night
I sit here and cry
You can't be bothered
With this troubled teen
Whose pain is hid
And tears go unseen
But just look close
And then you will see
What it really is
To live life as me