Thrown on to this world as a baby
Crawling around this friendly place
but after a few years it turned into maybe
maybe this is not such a friendly space

My childhood was taken away by an older man
wanted to fight but was only seven
he told me he did do this cos he can
is this what they do call heaven?

Life was a disaster every day
not a lill bit of sun, only rain
only thought about running away
no, i didnt wanted the pain

Did commited crimes due to all of this
i knew i couldnt go on and wanted to leave
there was no one that i would miss
he did steal my childhood, he was a thief

Toked all medication i could find
not affraid to die
'Get out of this life' was running through my mind
ended up in the hospital, only being high

Saw razor blades as an option
went to the bathroom and toke them in my hands
my mind was full of polution
i didnt wanted a second chance