I live with this fear and this hate and this rage
And I make it consume all my life and my days.
It sucks all the joy and the happy away.
I feel abused and misused and led astray.
I sit in my room all dark and alone.
I close my eyes and dream of a forgotten home.
But what is a life you can’t live while you breathe,
when they take everything you thought you could believe.
The tears are like acid, they spill over in you.
They carve away holes that you fill with more issues.
And then there’s the drugs that can make you forget.
It’s hard to feel pain when you’re always spent.
And who’s there to blame, is it daddy and mommy,
who said that they loved you “it’s not your fault honey”
The divorce and the broken home eat you inside.
So they come and they fill you with more of their lies.
Your brothers go fight in a war they won’t win,
While your sister is worse than she’s ever been.
They leave you alone with this pain, you can’t cope.
So life becomes nothing, a joke with no hope.
One day you take too many pills and it kills,
not your life but your soul, so you’re left with the chills.
‘Cause, there’s nothing else that canfit into that void.
So YOU become nothing, no heart and no voice.