I run into my room, locking my door
Hating my life, all the way to the core
The floor shakes and my parents yell
As my whole mind starts to swell
I hear the bangs, booms, and cries
My whole life flashes before my eyes
I remember every fight, every sream, every hit
Crying in the corner is where i would sit
Wishing this was all just a nightmare
But in reality, my parents dont care
I imagine myself happy when im dead
So i pick up the gun and a bullet flys straight through my head
