I walk through this world just waiting for somebody to give me the time of day.
My family is alright but they really don't give a damn about me.
I asked God to kill me but apparently he killed the wrong person.
My dad only wants to notice me when I am valuable to him and that is just sad.
I sometimes feel like the world just doesn't want me to be alive.
Two different dimensions and they still call me ugly.
My mom tried to steal my boyfriend, but worst of all she gave me pills.
Then she looked the other way as if she didn't even care.
Two brothers, Chris and Stewie.
Gifted painter that uses me and cares for me.
Born killer set to kill our mom if only he would kill me.
Out of my family only one member gives me the time of day and he isn't even human.
Brian showed me more attention than my dad ever showed me.
If he was human maybe life would be better.
Alas I sometimes I want to be intimate with him, yet even though it is against the law he goes for my mom.
I sometimes feel unwanted maybe I will go against my religion and end it for good.
I just have a gut feeling that nobody will even care.