I hate you, mother

Clenched against this wall again

still keeping my eyes closed tight

my battle wounds just haven't healed

from those nasty, horrid fights

my family has been broken

or at least that's how it seems

there's no one left to love me here

that's what happens when they leave

shrieking voices in my head

I can't escape this awful place

tomorrow brings a brand-new day

with her fake n' cheery face

breathing slowly through the cloth

pillow wet from tears

music blasting, I have escaped

and can leave these broken fears

curled up freezing, by the heater

smiling at what I've found

a harmless, helpful bunch of rope

just coiled up there on the ground

what a great site that would be

hearing those last words "good night,"

then seeing a twisted sour face

as she screams in terror and fright

left the room, but only a minute

enough time to find a knife

cutting me down w/a whole new perspective

see I told you I had a bad life

maybe if you had listened to me

maybe if you hadn't have laughed

maybe then I'd still be breathing

but not after these years have passed

no more clenching against that wall

no more wishing I'd never been born

here's a chance to show off ur dress

that black one that's never been worn

don't say any thing at my funeral please

don't pretend by acting all brave

and after they've lowered the casket, mom

put "daddy's girl" on my grave

you had your chance to love me, mom

you had my life wrapped up in your hands

but you gave me no love what-so-ever

you just gave me hate and demands

so when you go to sleep tonight

pillow wet form tears

think about your only daughter

and dream about her fears