I walked home looking at my feet,
following the sounds of the wind,
and smelling the trees as if the smell was sweet,
i looked up with tears in my eyes,
following the road which is covered in my pain,
nothings can compare to the pain inside,
god i wish everything could change,
so as i walk home to my flattened future,
i wish i didn't have to be so scared,
i wish i wasn't scared to live here any longer,
were all the blood was shed,
the house of hate,
is what i use to call it,
now its were i lay my fate,
and my bed is where i lye in bits,
ahhhh i start to scream,
then my parents run in,
i cant take it anymore,
i say as i lay face down on the floor,
my father and mother stare at me with heavy tears,
they didn't know i felt this way all these years,
although i was abused,
how could they bloody be confused,
don't cry i said its your fault i am this way,
you cant accept who iam not even if you tried,
get the hell away,
and just let me fly,