Sick

I'm sick of being beaten to death
for every little thing that I do wrong or right.
I'm sick of being a victim of rape,
and keeping a deep dark secret inside of me.
I don’t want to bring it up even when my best
Friend asks me about it,
Because I don’t want to relive the torture I went through.
I'm sick of hearing everyone else’s problems,
But when it comes to my problems they don’t want to hear them.
I'm sick of being used all the time by guys,
And so called friends.
I'm sick of guys thinking they can treat me like a piece of shit,
And me thinking they really like me instead of what they
Really want from me.
I'm sick of guys dating me for a piece of ass and that’s it,
And when they don’t get any they go and say they did.
I'm sick of being afraid of my own home.
I'm sick of crying myself to sleep at night because of him,
And what he did to me in the past,
And what your doing now.
It haunts me in my sleep and I can't live with it anymore.
I'm sick of my parents getting on my case about grades,
Or if I didn’t do something.
I'm sick of being a cutter and tryin to kill myself with
Everything above.
So, as you can see, I'm pretty much sick of
Me! But I'm still here and theres only one thing
Making me stay alive, and HE will never hate, or abandon
Me like some of my other friends.

~Queen~

 
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