Mom you dont look at me no more,
Then you tell dad we are doing fine,
You act like nothings wrong,
People ask me wur those cuts came from?
Mom tell me wut do i tell them
Do i tell them they came from u
The deeper the cut the wrose im feeling, I hurt so bad my world is black
You ask me why i dont cry
Well there isnt any tears left!
You ask me where my smile went
there isnt one to smile
You ask me how i stay so strong
Im not look at me im dead...
