Why is this world so bitter
and a horrible place to be,
Arguments, abuse and fear
it all comes down on me.
Why do all these problems fall on me?
I'm not strong enough to deal with it, why cant they see?
Nobody knows how i cry at night,
for i know no one can make it all right.
She wishes that she could go back
To a time when things were good,
She wishes she could change it all
But she knows she never could.
Why does life seem to torture me?
I wish for once it would let me be.
Well now my strength has reached the end.
My body and soul i can never mend.
She knows what she wants to be
a psychiatric nurse,
but how is it possible to carry on
with this dreadful massive curse !
Sadness, anger and upset
is how she feels now,
Plus tiredness and fear
people call me a lazy cow. (ha ha)
I'm not sure why I'm tired a lot
maybe my mind aches,
From all the thinking i do each day
and all the worry it makes.
She walks alone in silence
While loud thoughts consume her mind,
Telling her to get her knife
Telling her it's time.
She hates the way she always feels
And she knows what she must do,
Slowly she picks up her blade
And whispers "It's all for you".
