When I left home, I was broken and bruised. Daddy took it out on me When he fell victim to the *****. I thought when I graduated, I'd finally get to choose. Find a world where the bars played rock instead of the blues. The day everything changed, There was a fork in the road. There was a wise old man, And this is what I was told. "If you go to the left, you'll stay in hell. But you'll get your revenge when he dies in a cell. But if you don't want revenge, go to the right. You'll travel the world, you'll make a difference. But it will be hard to sleep at night." I didn't even think. I ran to the right. He told me it would never be the same If I ever had to come back. But I was okay with that. I had everything I needed in my sack. Five years later, I woke up alone in bed. A purple heart hung above my head. Even though I am where I am today, I don't regret it. Because when I go to my grave, When someone is asked to describe me, They'll say "he was brave."
Because I can't take one more day existing in this dreary, pointless monotony
Because I don't see what is to be gained from blood pumping through my veins in that continuous, useless cycle
Because every morning, I wake up with that one, tiny vessel of hope But by night, it has disappeared again Only naivety and ignorance is keeping me going
Because I've reached that point that we all must reach, sooner or later This "life" is too agonising to bear I don't know why it's taken me this long To wake up from that comfortable slumber of false hope
But that hope, that aftertaste of a ruined childhood is gone now, and I see this world with new eyes And it only takes a glance to know I can't stand to live in it
My loss will not be mourned or grieved Like the falling of the autumn leaves Just one in so so many
It will be a relief to leave this pain behind Along with those who caused me it