Will this be the last night, the last night of all the pain following me just like a shadow on a sunny day. Will this be the night that all my pain will just fly away? Will it be? I can't see myself living another day. The abuse and pain just has me way in over my head. I can't believe I been living through this for so long. Couldn't they have stoped? Couldn't they get the point that by now I already know that I was just never wanted. That I already wish that every night I would just die, that every night if I don't die at least then to be wanted, to be loved and never have this pain again. Never have the feeling that this world just wasn't ready for or just never wanted me. I could just imagine probably the looks on their faces when I first appeared to this world. And how divested they were to just me see there. I mean couldn't I have just not been born and never exist. Strong is what I'm called but that's just cause you never seen me cry. When weak is what I am, actually that maybe should be my name. As here I am just asking if this day will be the last of all my pain, will I never again wish to have never be born to have never existed in this world today.
