17. Lyrics

Lay my head up on my bed, I feel

Dead

What a life, what's regret, let's pretend

I'm dumber than before

My body's sore, add up the score

Of people, praying for my death

I'm 17, but for ten years I've felt like my life been taken from me

I've loved, I've lost, I've met more kids taken from they lives just like me

I've diced, I've minced, the meat up on my bones that are inside of me

I've felt alone, since I was calling out for momma years ago

It took me years, to figure out, what's going on at home

It took me years, to figure out, some shit I shouldn't know

It took me years, to grow up without ever being old

And now I want nothing but the worst for me, and my soul

I hate myself, and I don't think I'll ever get to change that

I've called for help, and lost emotions that I'll never gain back

A little yelp, a little boy, who wants Thomas The Train back

And I wish that I, didn't laugh, when I try to explain that I need help

I'm 17, and life ain't been this hopeless before

A little me, would be shocked I ever made it this far

Another day, another chance I get hit by a car

In a room full of people, I'm the last one they would choose, and I feel that in my heart

General life update: it got worse

I don't really think it gets better

Only one way to find out I guess