I'm so ****** up I can't evne think
words slur, my mom screams
but it's not like I was ever going to please her
I'd love to leave but I can't
hell, I can't even breath

I know it's not true
but I feel no one undsertands me
I don't care if im rude
cry, scream
pound my knuckles against the kitchen sink
sink, drown
yea, that's what I want to do
tie weights on my feet
accept defeat
by *******
I've got a maker to meet
I remember the time I thought  I could not be beat
I Think I was just five and still believed my parents lies
then I turned nine and I realized the life I was living wasn't mine
even then I still wanted to die
to cry
to be a bird and glide
to grow wings too so I could fly to the sea
to be something im not
free
na,
I'm trapped in a cycle pain and  misery