As I lay in bed.
Head on my pillow
Eyes our closed.
I lay here and think is this really
What I want to do with my life?
Is there anything else I want to be?
Is this the real me?
Can't I be better?
I hurt everyone I love.
Everyone I love either dies or walks out.
I grew up with out a father and I barley had a mother.
Times like these are the hardest times.
Please help me.
I am dying inside.