A/N: Pure bitterness. Pure anger, seething, hatred that spurned this. I thank my uncle, for his fucked up addiction to weed. And my family’s constant screaming. If ‘family’ is the term I should be using.

She wakes up everyday

Feeling the need to hide away

Nothing lets her rest, or close her eyes

So she goes through her daily routine

Surrounded by her friends, pretending she’s fine

It’s another mask, cheery innocence hiding the lies

She’s a good girl, inside and out

But no one ever sees her tears

Coming home from school, marching up to her room

It’s the same thing every single day

And the music roars as the screams begin

So she cries silently to herself, “When will this end?”

Helpless because she can never run away

Pay no attention to those screams

She’s trying to hide, ignoring her pain

All she craves is for everyone to just go away

To stop the memories of a better yesterday

Give her a place to cry her tears of bitter remorse

A sanctuary for her tortured mind

Finallygiving upbecause she’s unable to take anything else

We’re leaving her alone now

Hoping her broken heart can mend

She knows nothing but seething hatred

The feeling eating away at her soul, leaving it stripped bare

Letting sorrow pave the way for her end

We all know she’s dying

Falling head first into the deepest chasm

She’ll never leave the comfort of her mind

Or forget her deadened hollow life