• A heart full of Pain,
    A head full of Stress,
    A handfull of Anger,
    all knotted in my chest.

    I try to get them to see,
    just how I truly feel,
    but, all they want,
    is to put me through a great ordeal.

    They tell me the lies,
    right before my eyes,

    They give me the violence,
    ending my wanted silence.

    They tell me I'm ugly,
    I say beauty is within,
    but, with the abuse and violence,
    convincing them wont win.

    They act all nice,
    and make me take the sacrafice,

    Then they turn vile,
    untill I'm in the discarded pile.

    I don't remember,
    the last time they treated me right,
    but all I remember,
    was how good I used to feel at night.

    Now all I do is cry, and cry,
    washing the woes away with tears,
    and I wait and wait,
    for the day someone will wash away my fears.

    I tell them no,
    they yell yes,
    but this is just the beginning,
    so I made my only guess.

    I'll end up on the floor,
    or pinned against a wall,
    crying, fighting the pain,
    wondering how I get through it all.

    Some days I just hate them,
    despise them is more like it,
    they make the pain come crawling in,
    and I just want to hide it.

    They give me dirty looks,
    and whisper behind my back,
    even when I'm in the room,
    they continue the insults like im just a coat rack,

    They yell, they scream,
    they try to hide from me,
    yet all I ever wanted,
    was for them to just see,

    all the crazy things,
    that they put me through,
    and not all the crazy things,
    that they make me do.

    A heart full of Pain,
    A head full of Stress,
    A handfull of Anger,
    Just like the rest.

    ~Yami-kun