Seeing Was the Key

Every day I go to school
Bruises covering my body
'Who was it, dear, that's done this?
It had to have been somebody'

Stop asking me these questions
Stop telling me these lies
All this pain inside me
Can't you see it in my eyes?

My soul is becoming weaker
As is my physical being
I can not take this anymore
I can't help it, your not seeing

This is how I'll end it
A rope, a beam
That's I'll need
Maybe a match, some kerosene

Now that I have done it
I'll bet that you can see
All the pain you put me through
That seeing was the key