I am weak...I am not strong
I'ven't done anyone wrong,
Why its me who suffers the most?
I am dead...I am lost.
I can remember the first time I cried,
How I wiped the tears,
Buried the pain inside..
All my memories good and bad that's passed
Didn't even take time to realise..
Staring at the crack in the wall,
Waiting for it all to come to an end,
Still I curl up right under the bed,
'Cause its taking place over my head,
All over again!
Lying awake..watching the sunlight..
How the birds will sing,
As I count the rings around my eyes,