People say when I was three I was happy as can be.But then my dad went out the door and I was sad, mad, and more.
I grew up to be empty and angry without a father to care for me.Now I'm laying on the floor my lifeless body full of gore.
My head is full my heart os empty I'm waiting for someone to get me.Leave my bedy take my soal I look above and below. The devil made a deal with me he said that he will set me free, but the price was so bit.
