This is my life of growing up, no one ever there to show enough, wakening up every morning hoping to be loved, hoping god will send someone from above, always with my mom never with my dad, it's that kind of stuff that make a kid sad, wishing he'd by me something I wanted, living in the dark always been taunted, living the life of hate and anger, knowing one day to my mom I'd just be a stranger, this is my life en how I live so like everyone else I'm waiting to die and wake up from this dream that's all a lie
