I pay no attention to what you say,
its like you talking to a wall.
Why even waste your breath?
And when your finished,
I run away, up to my room, where I feel safe.
I run to a place, where the world seems quite,
and I cry, I cry because of the hurtful things you say,
I cry because you gave me a miserable life.
And I wish for you to feel my pain,
and I pray to stay in this quite imaginary land forever,
Everyday, I try to be me,
but I never succed* because of the pain that you left for me.
I wish and I pray, that my world would be real,
that I would never have to listen to your bull-shit agian,
but, something in me, just wont listen to my thoughts,
because, it knows that everything would be better,
and god doesnt want me to have that. |
