welcome to a house of terror,
we are a family of smiling wall starers,
this is a happy life you know,
and this happend just a couple of years ago,
I used to wake up and get dressed,
hide from all of the rest,
as I speed away to school,
I only felt like the world was cruel,
when I finally go there,
I used to hide next to the toilet-chair,
because I needed some seconds to beath,
before I went out and joined the heat.
pushed, teased, beaten, kicked, defeat,
I stood my grounds my my heart fell down.
I went home thinking my day would come around,
but it never did, I was always hellbound,
nasty words and beatings was my usual greetings,
until I took that gun and POPPED,
no, but I wish I wouldnt have stopped,
because now I still live in fear,
and I always wounder if the end is near.
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
welcome to a house of terror,
we are a family of smiling wall starers,
this is a happy life you know,
and this happend just a couple of years ago,
I used to wake up and get dressed,
hide from all of the rest,
as I speed away to school,
I only felt like the world was cruel,
when I finally go there,
I used to hide next to the toilet-chair,
because I needed some seconds to beath,
before I went out and joined the heat.
pushed, teased, beaten, kicked, defeat,
I stood my grounds my my heart fell down.
I went home thinking my day would come around,
but it never did, I was always hellbound,
nasty words and beatings was my usual greetings,
until I took that gun and POPPED,
no, but I wish I wouldnt have stopped,
because now I still live in fear,
and I always wounder if the end is near.
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