I'm far too tired to speak and protest
They say I have no excuse for my tears
I know my voice would be drowned in judgment
Red reams on my skin caused by my teen years
I walk with demons clawing at my gut
"Carry on, carry on, love" says a dream
I fight with the mind that tells me to hide
My wishing has no place here, it would seem
My mother does not see the girl who sobs
Blue devils kept my peace of mind too long
You've no right to be so very pretty
When your mind has gone so terribly wrong
i've been sick all fucking day please end my fucking life
