You... can't make the day seem And make the darkness what you do
This the life that I wanted nor I did imagine Everyone thinks all fake for attention But they don't know how it feels inside When a heart keeps breaking like everytime Cuz, I'm so broken, so lost, so Obviously you can't tell cuz I fake a But in reality... I wanna leave Go home or the darkness inside me All the rich think they get to play god they get to be whoever they want Showing up to school with all these things they own And making other kids feel so worthless Well nobody's as lucky as you so up And thinking of how weird someone is It's called uniqueness or just different But obviously people you wouldn't understand...
You... can't make the day right And make the darkness what you do
Everyday I wake up I so useless Worst of depression is that no one will listen You think it's all BS? Something's with you All my friends are gone and I am all alone. I never this, not even a bit But because of a hellish childhood I had to No friends, fake friends, know who to trust Everyone leaves and ignores me Had a friend almost a brother to me Started so racist and triggering Said "asians can marry asians, no whites no anything Gotta the bloodline the same you dumb fuck" Made a stupid with steak (asian) and ice cream (whites) And the two would taste like shit Said "we are better them, so don't be with white people Otherwise I'd kill you and your girlfriend" (Fucking racist)
You... can't make the day right And the darkness bright what you do
I know how many times I have to fake my actions A smile, an and a simple conversation. I wish people would really stop about me I'm really sick and tired of all these accusations and counselors won't even listen "I'm fine" yet... they still my parents Up to the point... where they hurt us... and tore apart I would never be friends with racists or That racist, well he control my life I choose kind of girl 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... don't want to see you all ever again)
You... can't the day seem right And the darkness bright That's you do
You... make the day seem right And make the darkness what you do