If someone could give me the feeling
i am worth to live
I know for sure that i would feel better
an everlasting smile i would give
Now my days are dark and i often cry a tear
then i go sit on my bed and hold on to my teddybear
I can talk to him, hold him, throw it on the floor
he listen to me, cant hurt me can't point 2 the door
This weekend made a lot clear in my toughts and mind
A man has made me crie again he wasn't kind
I don't understand why they try to hurt me
and when they hurt you they don't want to see
Because he enjoyed it, doesn't mean i liked it
i wonder why....I always get into this SHIT!