Does it ever get better?
Childhood is a once in a life time chance
You don't get a redue button
You take the cards your felt and play them
Well sometimes those cards aren't what you want
So you try to find a loop hole
Suicide?
No, that won't give you new cards
Maybe if you make your life hell you'll get new cards
Cutting?
Maybe, that might just work
But, it doesn't
You'll fall into a deep depression
Pushing everybody away
Making a excuse for every new cut
Wishing somebody would tell you the know your lying
But why would somebody do that
That would just make there life difficult
So you cut more
They get deeper and deeper
Soon you'll have to buy your own first aid kit
Next you'll have to finally tell your parents
How will you start?
Obvious with a mumbbled whisper
Then maybe show her what your talking about
They'll be shocked
Punish you maybe even
But none the less you'll get through it
You'll find a way
Somebody will be there for you
Maybe not who you want
But I'll be there for you
No matter what
Because I know the pain it causes to be alone
