It has no meaning

It has no life

It sits there wondering

When will it die

People make up stories

Just to make it cry

While it sits there wondering

When will it die

They make fun of it

They judge it

They even try

To kill it

As it takes all the pain

Alone by itself

It sits there wondering

When will it die

When will the pain end

When will it go

It yearns to die

To no longer grow

Friends it thought it could trust

Friends it thought it knew

Just turned there backs on it

And left it to cry

Finally it died

The pain is gone

It starts to fade

As it yearned for so long

Death will come to all

To everyone again and again

To those I called a friend

Let the slaughter begin