At night, my tears drop,
Tic-Toc on the clock,
At day, I go through pain,
Who is there to blame?
I am always covered in bruises,
My mother abuses,
It covers my beauty,
I'm not the brightest ruby,
Insomnia eats me alive,
Where's the good vibes?
It's a bad dream, a silent scream,
I don't want to be worthless,
It's getting torchuristic,
Death is at these statistics,
My tears build up so much that it's Harder to breathe, I hate every little
And big lies, my smile is disguise,
I'm not being wise,
Nothing is going right,
My mind isn't bright,
I have been through so much pain,
Have nothing to gain,
I lost all my hope,
I tie this knot on this heavy rope,
It hangs around my neck, of a reck,
Jumping of the chair,
Never being repaired,
My last bow,
My last frown,
No sound,
Hoping to be taken down,
As my last gasp I cherish,
For I have banished