This is my storie

This is my stoire,
This is why i bleed and burn,
This is what makes me who i am,
This is what makes me into the person,
I dred to be.

I feel worthless,
I feel angry,
I feel nothing good,
Except my babys love.

I cant ever do anything right,
I cant ever stand up for what i believe,
I cant do much of anything,
I dred to be this way.

I am loved,
but only by a few,
I am hated,
By more people than i even know.

I am going to grow up to be nothing,
this I already knew,
I am worthless and hopeless,
this is nothing new.

This is my storie,
This is why i bleed and burn,
This is why i hurt and cry,
and why i dred to wake up each and ever day,
But this is what makes me who i am,
Even if its not much in the first place.