I want to die
That is no lie...

It was a morning in July
I awoke to the phone...

As I sit in my room and watch the kids across the...
I wonder what they will be...

Why do people judge?
Why do people hold grudges...

In a blink of an eye
So many things can change...

All I hear is Screams and Yells
From the house of hell...

I walk down the hall
I can hear the whispers...

People ask her hows she doing
She says fine without them knowing...

Its funny how it all started
We would play in the sand...

When people look at me
They think my Family's perfect...

I sit in my room
Thinking about my life...