Why do u talk about me behind my bac
just because its money i lack
u say im not different
and i wnt fit in
so go and get a life
because im not thin
u tell me im wrong and i have no meaning
that wed never be frends so just stop dreaming
you say im ugly and im just a mistake
so go and cry to ur mommy
cuz im about to break
i sit here holding the knife
say to myself just cut my wrists cuz i dont have a life
i know im not perfect
wht the hell every1s not
but every1s equal thats wht i was taught
so leave me to my peace
cuz ive already made the crease
so why do u talk behind my bac
when its a life that U LACK!
