Why?
It hurts How could they do this to me I pretend it doesn't hurt That it isnt't excruceatingly mean It hurts worse than any phisical pain can It tears me up inside It claws it's way out I try to make it right To find my therapy And I guess I found it It may not be healthy But it dulls the pain But now I think I'm immune Now It hurts all the time no relief And just fills up deeper and deeper inside Sometimes I wish I could just Die But no I have to be the savior The hero The boy-who-lived And secretly be The-boy-who-wishes-he'd-die.