Voiceless

why am i here?

when all i feel is pain...

my blood drips

as these tears fall like rain

i hate my life

im full of suffering and hate

these feelings will all be gone when im dead

and standing at hells gate

why am i here?

theres no reason...

just like sports and fasoin

i go out of season

i hate myself

i have no purpose

i'll do what you want

and disappear on an overdose

why am i here?

when nobody cares...

life will just go on with me dead

everyone goes on with their afairs

not noticing the little blond boy

lying dead in the streets

with blood on his face

and tears in his eyes