As you force my bleeding remains

As you force my bleeding remains,

Into these ruthless chains,

I continue to see no hope.

Why should I have to cope?

When noone ever wants me around,

I belong in the ground.

When noone understands these things in my head,

I wish I was dead.

When I am always controlled by the continous fear,

The end may be near.

When I am always so tired of being the secret victim,

And it all started with him.

 

June 12, 2011