Love me,
Hate me...

She sits alone
In the back of the class...

All I've known is straight A's.
All I see is straight F's...

One door may have closed
But another is wide open...

Once again,
Shunned again...

Stay or go?
Live or die...

Head's pounding.
Heart's pulsing...

Bruises, scars, all sorts of abuse
Being on this earth has no use...

The tears well up in her eyes
as she sits and cries...

She hates her life
her mom's a drunk...

I'm not one to be afraid of much
But Thursday makes me afraid...