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If I don't write my word
My soul will die
I want to be heard
I don't want to just sit here and cry
I'll tell you things wrong in my life
There are so many
I don't want to always resort to the knife
I will be happy if my word is heard by any
My father has disowned me
He listens the lies of my sibling
He never can see
The real me to him I'm just a thing
My sister has hit me
Sat on me so I couldn't take a breath
And they wonder why I'm never filled with joy and glee
Sometimes I hate her but I don't wish for her death
My mother is always depressed
Has mood-swings that end with screams
I always get slowly dressed
So my mother can't yell about my dreams
I'm always locked in the house
I'm lucky just to go anywhere
I have to be as quite as a mouse
I can't be loud in-case they want to scream without care
My parent's fight
All night long
I just want to hide from their sight
I know this is all wrong
There are a few people that are my friend
There are few that will agree with me
Most of them will lend
A hand for me to see
I feel all alone
For there isn't a guy
That will talk to me on the phone
There's no guy that wants to try
I'm called fat
It does hurt
Just to be called that
It makes me feel like a piece of dirt
Life's just a big lie
There's few reasons for me to go on
I just want to sit here and die
Just be gone
I want people to know
This is the way I feel
My life isn't tied with a bow
All of this is real
Just remember me
I won't cry on the phone
I'll just tell you what I see
That I'm hollow and alone
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