Why cant i do anything right,
I hurt so bad i cry myself to sleep everynight.
In a relationship, friends or at home,
In the end i always feel im alone.
The hurtfull things that you say,
All my unanswered prayers, with my faith fading away.
Tearstained eyes, with blood dried wrists,
You thought you read my life like a book, but in between the lines are the things You missed.
One day were happy, the next theres a fight,
I'm always wrong because you made yourself the judge of whose right.
At days end i want to live no longer,
As i grow weak you seem to grow even stronger.
I want to scream, as you start to yell,
Hoping one day to get out of this hell.
I cry even harder as i walk through the rain,
Wondering why i am cursed with such horrible pain.
I watch my blood, watch it run down,
Quietly as it falls to the ground.
So many words with no one to hear,
A thousand and one, in just one little tear.
I want to feel numb so i dont have to fear,
That every day ill live the same nightmare.
As i close my eyes, i throw my life out the door,
I lock it away so i wont have to be sore.
As i fall asleep, i say my good-bye,
Hoping this time ill finally die.
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