I want to die
That is no lie...

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...

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

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...