Treasure Island

LoKei Serious


No Hope For The Hopeless...


So why am I trying
I don't want to be here
I wish I was dying
Because I'm so sick of crying
And I'm so sick of lying
To myself and others
Pretending to be happy
When all I do is suffer
I get no real love from my mother
All she do is lie, get high, yell at me, and make me cry
My dad is no longer around
But that's a good thing
Now I only see him when he is in need
And he only calls me when he is drunk or high
I'm so sick of my life
Because nobody cares
And there's nobody there
I don't even have one friend
When is it all going to end

Submitted: Thursday, April 30, 2009

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