Once again entering the doors
With a ripped up bag
Thats used for cloths
Being pushed around
Tripping as I go
Hey look isn't that the girl from next door?
Not looking at the people who are passing by
Because i know they wont care or try
Sitting alone as class starts
Even the teacher doesn't care too much
Looking through the window as life passes by
And knowing that these are the day i must survive
Taking my lunch in a quiet place
Where else to go when there's no more space?
Eating alone, listening to music
And hearing steps that always make me fear
Get pushed into a wall and kicked in the spleen
So the're having fun while i'm lying screaming
Trying to stand up but collapsing right down
Trying to clench breath from the blood that pours down
Going home to a screaming parent
Why didn't you bring the money you ....... pain
Being pushed into a wall one more time
Being slapped,being hit and who knows why
Being raped from a father that wasn't mine
Here is the story it is all true
Here is what will happen to a kid like you
For not bringing money, for being a loser
For being a person who tries to escape
For life that was choosen and for your own fate
p.s the dots is actually the word f, but i cant say it so yeah
