Look to the stars
Against a jet black sky...

No point or reason for living
Aimlessly wandering on...

Why is this the first assumption
Of an ever suspicious mind...

The black rain is falling,
Destroying all in its path...

Why have emotions
When all they cause is pain...

The sun creeps over the horizon
Banishing the nights woes...

Tired of fighting
Don't know what to do...

Why did I not realize
Get help while there was still time...

Thinking of all that's happened
All that lead up to today...

Cannot work out what I did
What I did to make him mad...

What is an average life?
To live like everyone else...

Bruises, cuts and cigarette burns,
Are just the surface wounds...