Specialty

I'm so tired of being here.
All you see in my eyes is sadness and fear.
I'm sick and tired of being treated like spit.
I feel like I don't even fit.

Why do you laugh at me, why do you stare.
I told you, you don't like me you don't care.
I see the knife in front of me.
I feel the blood running down to my knees.

Lying on the floor.
Looking at the door.
There's no motion in my body.
All the organs are roding.

I'm growing old like the sea.
I hope you know what you did to me.
Tried to give you a warning.
But no one was listening.

I'm with the heavenly farther now looking down on thee. I'm with him and hes with me, now I'm the one with Specialty