my mother aint happy just ******* snappy always mad i don't know how to comprehend it what do i just pretend it  doesn't effect me pretend every things all happy and friendly when it seem that everyone has it better then me what will make me free another mother ******* killing spree theres no one more evil then me obviously they don't need to see me be happy i should just leave because its hard to breath and its hard to be in a room full of people who hate me to be honest i can't remember the last time I've felt loved  so come give me a hug instead of all the drugs they want me to be calm an focused so they shove these pill down my throat as fast as they can how is that suppose to affect a man who's already broken and some words just need to be unspoken