Calling out

Dads in the hospital
but now he's out
and mom is fine
and I'm in the corner
wishing this life
weren't mine.

Why is it that
everything I do
gets turned right
back around? Everything
in my sight is all
wrong.

I've always wanted
to be somewhere I'm
not and now I
know why. Its much
better on the other
side.

Want to cut by
can't fight my way
through. Help, my
blood does cry! but
no ones around
tell the very end.

Fighting, struggling, tell
theres no end. Now its
to late and I can't
be saved!