My family yells, screams and fights
what have i done to get the blame
i hate this family
it suck, its lame
i sit in my room
all alone
i pray to god
he'll take me back home
i reach for my draw
i just cut away
and hope that I'm in a better place
one day
my dad bangs on my door
" get out now "
i quickly clean the blood
and grab a towel
wrap it around my arm
like it was nothing
but man it hurts
like Ive done something
i try to scream
but it wont let me
i look up to my ceiling
and pray "god please let it be"
i guess he didn't hear me
I'll try one more time
i wonder why god wont let me
is committing suicide a crime?
so I'll keep trying
I'll just cut deeper
so the more pain that comes
I'll know my life will grow steeper
* this is real i have nothing in life so all i do is cut away with a knife my family treats me like shit so i keep cutting and away i will until I'm gone *
