From the age of 10, my life was broken,
And all of my possessions were rudely taken,
Always trying, but end up bleeding,
Watching others cope I think they’re cheating.
Wanting to talk to someone because I feel I have depression,
But people say, I just do it for attention,
Losing everything, feeling really bare,
Never really thought that I would end up in care.
Got people saying I need to make a good impression,
But all I am getting is constant aggression,
Walking on the edge with nowhere to hide,
Thinking of taking my life, but at least I can say I tried.
My only friend is a strong piece of rope,
Not sure how long I can carry on like this, not sure how I can cope,
With everything that’s been said I’m really hurting,
Just want to hide from it all behind a huge curtain.