What’s so good about life?,
All it is, is years of pain,
In my hand is a bloody knife,
Life just drives me insane,
My life is full of me being made fun of,
All of my life I am pushed and shoved,
To make it through life I have to be tough,
I guess people just can’t get enough,
Tha girl I’m in love with moved away,
She didn’t even know my feeling to her,
When I talk about her, there’s so much to say,
She was tha only one that didn’t make me insecure,
I used to see people of all ages get killed,
That’s was more than enough for my eyes to see,
It just makes tears in my eye completely filled,
Rather of them getting killed it should have been me,
All those times that I was molested,
He was able to trick me because I was so young,
He did it day after day after I was rested,
I just hope now that that faggot got hung,
Those countless nights I would cry myself to sleep,
Smiled throughout tha day then just start balling,
Thinking of all those bad time which I will keep,
Like I’m in an endless hole just keeps falling,
I used to cut to relieve all of my pain,
No body knows how much I have to release,
Every drop of blood has it owns path,
All that I have wanted is decease,
Seems like suicide is tha only way out,
Always thinking if I should try one more time,
All my parents ever do to me is shout,
May be this time I should try with a nine.
 
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