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crying
They tore into my soul, They wouldn't let me go.
They hold my head down, They want me to drown.
I can't breath, I can't speak
Tears keep rolling off my cheek.
I can't see, I can't feel
Who can I tell.
I lie battered and wounded
I just want to die.
Oh god why?

I feel alone and unloved
Small and unuseful
Weak and pathetic
Why do I cry?

My mother loves me I know
and my father that's so.
My sister I can only guess
but I feel so empty inside my chest.
crying