I sit and wonder: "Why am I here?"
Please make this mess disappear.
Arguing and alcohol, couriers of despair,
Deposit their burdens, more than I can bear. Anguished mother hurts me,
Father runs and flees,
Bitterness consumes the heart,
Alone and scared, I want to part. Drugs ease the pain away,
Isn't that what some say?
I find that this cannot be so.
My heart is still so full of woe. Dark prison surrounded by disdain,
No release from these chains,