Scared to go home, but scared to stay out,
Can't face the arguing, the accusations, the hurt.
What can I do? I have nowhere to go,
Home isn't home anymore when you hate it,
When you dread the end of a school day,
When you'd rather be anywhere else but there,
In a reality where you're always wrong;
In a world where you're worthless, pointless, meaningless.
There's not much point in living if "you'll never be anyone,"
if "you'll never achieve,"
in other words...if you're not who they want you to be.
"Yes Dad, no Dad, three bags full Dad" - happy?
Well I'm not.
