• Wake up in the morning, get ready for school
    Waiting for the bus, trying hard to keep my cool
    Submerge my self into this world of stupidity and pain
    Arrive back home cheeks soaked and tears falling like rain
    Throw myself face first into a pillow
    At least it dries my face and I hold on tight
    I never want to let go
    Wake up in the morning, face wet with tears
    Getting dressed again I check the mirror
    Walking over I grab my fist
    Touch the wall on the other side
    The cracked image tells a tale
    Of a person whose life is living hell
    But can still smile at the thought of death