Why do they have this need to torture me?
Mentally, physically, emotionally...
I made a mistake,
So why can't they just give me a break?
It's not like I haven't tried to apologise,
And it's not like Ive told a bunch of lies...
I admitted that I was in the wrong,
And it didn't take me that long!
But they still feel the need to chip away,
At my self-confidence every other day...
Any time they're bored they take it out on me,
Prank calls, insults, you don't know how harsh they can be.
It doesn't help that they say things I already believe are true,
Like you're fat, you're ugly, you're a nobody, Georgia who?!
They sit back, point and scoff,
All I really want is for them to f*ck off!
Is it right to feel that the world would be a better place if I wasn't in it?
Freedom would be nice, to have the sky be my limit....
Sometimes in my sleep,
I see myself on the floor in a lifeless heap...
It's a scary image to see,
But right now it seems like the better place to be...
