his teacher says he used to be smarter but somethings wrong,

nobody knows,

but he's hurt.i wonder if my dad ever got sick of me,

because he never ever came to see me,

im stuck in a hole, and i keep digging myself deeper.

i try to be a man, i was never taught so i dont understand if what im doing is right or wrong!

its a rough week, i never get enough sleep,

its been a long year pretending that i belong here,

im going double or nothing

ive been troubled enough

im sick of struggling and suffering,

the pressure helps me,

i like the thought that im carrying the wieght of the world on my shoulders

i wanna grab a microphone, find a home for my pain

where did the love start?

i dont know but i can tell you where my hate began,

yea i never knew love, so im mad at the world.

i feel alot of shame, played with life and put me in foster like it was just a game

now i dont want to let anyone back in my heart

i want to make my wrists bleed, and i dont feel much need to live

will someone please help me?

please i need someone to believe in me, because i dont believe in myself.