Closets dark and ceilings white
Have to be here all night
Pouring beer over my head
Wanting much to just be dead
Mother hitting stepdads touch
Oh god I hate this so much
Pain and sorrow and despair
Why won’t anyone care
You know it’s not real
You better not tell
We will say you lie
You’ll go to jail
Why cant I die why cant I live
I got nothing else to give
Dark closets ceilings of white
All the ME’s will be alright