You... can't the day seem right And make the bright That's you do
This ain't the that I wanted nor I did imagine thinks It's all fake for attention But they don't even know how it inside When a keeps breaking down like everytime Cuz, I'm so broken, so lost, so Obviously you can't tell cuz I fake a But in reality... I just leave Go home or the darkness inside me All the rich kids they get to play god Think they get to be whoever they Showing up to school all these fancy things they own And making other feel so fucking worthless Well as lucky as you so shut up And stop thinking of how someone is It's called uniqueness or just different But obviously people you wouldn't understand...
You... make the day seem right And make the darkness That's you do
Everyday I wake up I feel so Worst part of is that no one will listen You think it's all BS? Something's with you All my friends are and here I am all alone. I wanted this, not even a bit But because of a hellish I had to encounter No friends, fake friends, don't who to trust Everyone and ignores me every-fucking-time Had a best friend almost a to me becoming so racist and triggering Said "asians can only marry asians, no no anything Gotta the bloodline the same you dumb fuck" Made a comparison with steak (asian) and ice cream (whites) And mixing the two would taste like Said "we are better than them, so don't be white people Otherwise I'd you and your white girlfriend" (Fucking racist)
You... make the day seem right And the darkness bright That's you do
I don't know how times I have to fake my actions A smile, an attitude and a conversation. I people would really stop worrying about me I'm really sick and of all these stupid accusations Staff and counselors even listen "I'm fine" yet... they still my parents Up to the point... where hurt us... and tore families apart I would never be friends with racists or That racist, he doesn't control my life I choose whoever kind of I want to be with, not you all you want, I don't even care Thought we childhood friends, the 7 of us, that was all a lie since 2003, you guys me so much Up to the point... my is now A.D.L.S.S (Angry, Depressed, Lonely, Sad, Suicidal... so worthless, so useless... ever want to see you all ever again)
You... can't make the day right And make the bright That's you do
You... make the day seem right And make the darkness what you do