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by Karen Joy   Jul 28, 2005


I hate the way my life turned to be
I hate the way no one cares about me
They see me of course but they don’t really care
If i do anything like cut my hair
But what if i die will they show no emotion
In side my body anger keeps on exploding
Man everything’s f u c k e d up now
Sitting here dying slowly wondering how
It all turned out to be this way
Man I can’t wait until i slip away
Then there will be no anger or rain
No sadness no killing no pain
Looking at u makes me sick to my stomach
When i die u probably will take my body and dump it
Into a 6ft deep, hole there to rot in peace
You know for once of twice you could have at least
Could have acted like u cared
The lies that you shared
With me have gone down the toilet
Your bloods is so dirty put it in a pot and then boil it
Isn’t this the way you wanted me to be?
Huh? Never thought id be so unhappy
But guess what ma?
See what you’ve done la la la la la
I can’t hear you like no one hears me
Screaming drowning in a sea
Of your f u c k i n g lies
And all of our tries
But f u c k it it’s over
I’ve blown your cover now i see who you really are
Never really been in this far
Into a war with your daughter dearest
But it’s me mom the one with the gun you should fear it
But its ok I’m used to the hurt
Now you picture me lying cold in the dirt
Because i was going to be dead
Put a gun to my head
Or a blade to my wrist
Oh now you get the gist
You finally realize i want to die
You can try and you can try
But you know it won’t work its all in my head
Laying cold in a casket looking bed
Dead like Kyle wanted me to be

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