I'm a victim in this violent world.
In this world there's a crazy flow.
It doesn't make any sense.
I really just want to go.

I'll be free from this world.
Free from the pain.
I don't like it here.
I find happiness but it turns to shame.

My anger turns to fears.
My fears turn to tears.
My tears turn to sorrow.
My sorrow bids goodbye to my morrow.