Life Isn't Worth This Hatred

As i lie in bed and stare up at the ceiling
i now began to have this new (not good ) feeling
for my mother is no longer my friend
for she is the one that wants me to end

she has taken the only thing that keeps us in touch
for now i don't like her very much
and she will never know how it is to have friends
she was locked up in a den so she's locking me up in a den

i have my own friends and she has hers
but she doesn't seem to know I'm not her
i will not stop talking to the one that makes me laugh
i am happy now so she should be to, not like the past

he understands what i say and what i mean
theres no need to stop this friendship of mine indeed
for i don't stop your (gay) friendships i don't care for them
if only you didn't care for mine it'll be better off then

if only life came with a warning
i could talk to people i don't know
or i could be upstairs getting stoned
i know that you wont like either but its my life

just stay out of it or i can take my wrist to a knife
my mother doesn't think i can handle getting older
NEWS FLASH i can so stay out I'm not going to be dumber