broken child
I don't normally see
But I always hear
They scream
Their painful screams
One walks away
One screams and cries
I don't need to hear the words
The pitch and scream
Stays the same
It's all the same
I hear them scream
From my room
I lay frozen and still
My mouth frowned with tire
My eyes shattered with pain
She says to talk to him
He says
"This has nothing to do with you"
Only she's seen little of my pain
My mind
Has gone from normal
To suicidal
This has nothing todo with me!?
From restful nights
To crying to sleep
This has nothing todo with me!?
From loving life
To being put in chains
DEATH feels like
The only way to be free
This has nothing todo with me!?
Yeah...
Because wanting to die
ISN'T CAUSED BY
PARENTS BEING UNHAPPY
It has everything to do with me!
These changes weren't chemical
They were physical.
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