The gun

Welcome to my life,
A life of hurt and pain.
I wish to die,
But I'm too afraid.

The bruises are no longer seen,
But the pain still remains.
U stand there,
With that gun against my head.

U will not kill me,
Then u lose your game.
So u hit me instead,
And your fun has just began.

Now it's just a dream,
We are on different sides of the world.
I still wish to die,
But it's not just cause of u.

I'm alone here,
Unwelcome and unwanted.
Now i stand,
With the gun against my head.