Why do you call me rude names and other rude things;

Then when you get bored you turn and start the hitting.

Then when I come home;

I honestly feel alone;

Just want somebody to come and take me out of this dome.

The dome of all my nightmares and all of my fears;

The dome where I get reminded that nobody is here.

It always tells me to hurry,always tells me to go;

​​​​I just stand and stare wondering as to where I could go.

Then I get reminded of all the thing that happened that day;

​​​​​​Then I just cry and apologise for I everything that I say.