Sometimes i hate myself,
I don't believe in things I want to do,
I refuse to ask for help,
In everything i go through...
I'm told that I'm worthless,
So that's how i feel...
I wonder why i go through this,
Why does my past have to be real?
It never ever goes away!
It's left a permanent, visible scar...
So what do you want me to say?
I know how grown-ups are...
Just because I'm a teen,
Doesn't mean i get everything...
I know what you adults mean,
Yous think we get anything!
If life is SO EASY AT MY AGE,
Then WHY did i go through days of hell?
I feel like I'm trapped inside of a cage
And I'm going crazy, as you can tell.
I want to give up on so much,
I want to just walk away...
Faith? i don't believe there's a such,
By now, i should've been OK
But if you believe in me
Then maybe there's something there...
Something I don't see
From someone who says they care...
Maybe i have a purpose in this place,
Maybe this pain will benefit in the end...
Maybe these problems I'm supposed to face,
Maybe there'll be a time when i become happy again...
