You tell me
How is she supposed to be happy
When all you do is call her names
She's tired your stupid games
Over and over
Every damn day
You call her those names
Worthless, awful, ugly and fat
Who's supposed to be happy after that
Then you call her a attention seeker
Because she's in pain
How's it her fault when she's playing your game?
She's afraid to go to school
Thinking of ending her life
Now you tell me
How is she supposed to be happy
YOU ARE READING
ғυcĸ тнe ѕyѕтeм ®
PoesíaThe depression is winning and guess what lovely it's going to kill me
