I hate here.
lost and torture
there is everything to fear
fragile as I am
doing something wrong
equals a bam
like what is there to hide
I am always crying
I should just pack my bags and say good-bye
why don't they just choke me until I die
I am so weak
I always have to cry
well I am done, i'm serious
let me stab myself
so you can stop being so furious