I wish to be dead,
Buried six feet under
I don't think someone would care
It wouldn't even matter

I got one mad mother who's always sick
(In the head...)
And a sister that I should have killed long ago with a
sharp, thick blade

My father is a bastard who's in love
With himself
And my other sister, she split
And left me here to die

No one knows my sorrow, no one
Can comprehend
How can someone so young hold so much pain?

And if you think it's all lies,
That's it not even true
My words come from inside
My heart is so empty and no one has a clue

God has left me here all alone,
To rot in this stinking life
Be miserable
Until I'll kill myself with a small gun or just a plain old
knife.