Nothing left to do
Nothing left to say
Nothing comes to mind
Nothing left in sight
Nothing comes to mind
All I left is
A word that rhymes
With insecticide
I love my family
But I can't feel happy
Strangers make me hate
All I have left is blame
I cry when I
Look at my mother
All by myself I have
Become smothered
It's all my fault
I'll take the blame
Wish that I could stay
Didn't turn out that way
Comfort in sadness
Covered in shame
It is too late to
Change my way