Stains on the ground
Stains on me,
Covering my arms,
So the world won’t see.
Pain from my mother
Pain from everything,
I try to let it go
Even as I sing.
Uncles dead
All to guns,
I’ll choose my end
The way my family runs.
Desprate how
For a way out,
But no matter how I say it
Or how loud I shout.
Locked in my room
Day after day,
I didn’t know what to do
I didn’t know what to say.
Bruises on my arms
Stained to my face,
I closed myself from the world
And planned of incase.
Don’t know what to do
Don’t know how to live,
Because no matter how much
I won’t get back from all that I give.
Put the gun to my head
Close my eyes to everything,
I hear my sister scream at me
Is everything what it seems?
Should I just give up
After all that I do for them?
Should my life come to
Its total end?