I am out of reasons to live my life.
No future better then the edge of a knife.
I won't be standing at the pearly gates.
Eternity in hell with potential soul mates.
The girl who I really thought was the one,
Hates me for the things I haven't done.
The father that makes me lose sleep,
Hates me for the friends I can't keep.
The mother that I could see thru,
Hates me for not being just like you.
The sister supposedly always on my side,
Hates me and just wants me to die.
The friend who listens to what I say,
Hates me for being a friend today.
The United States, the home of the free,
Hates it because I can't just be me.
The window in my heart slams to a close.
Shattered like my cold heart that froze.
The void in my soul hasn't got any smaller,
As the task of living my life got taller.
My voices in my head are trying to settle.
So everyone can be inside free to meddle.
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