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My cries I can't silence
Even though the house has people
I feel like I'm all alone
This house is and always will be to me
A fucking broken home
Grandma couldn't care less
I can't do one thing right in her eyes
It's both of us that I despise
I move one inch
And she gets pissed off
I don't really fight back
I just call her a bitch under my breath and scoff
I look at my form
Something I hate
Doesn't seem like I can escape from this awful fate
I try to do something I really want
Something to help
I get shot down
No wonder my hope is barely around
My favorite bands are helping me to hold on
When I almost think I'm too far gone

I can't be suicidle
I'm too much of a whimp with my self control
Take your eyes and look very deep into my soul
See what made me this way
Then I dare you to say that I'm dead wrong