• Walked across the yard,
    At only 5 years old,
    Then 11 years later,
    Heart became cold,

    Dad went bad,
    When Mum cried
    Dad got mad,
    I started to lie,

    School was crap,
    Home was hell,
    It me her hard,
    I began to fall,

    Music in my head,
    Scrambling into my vein
    Making me dead,
    As I felt no pain,

    You think you know,
    That life is great,
    That’s when it happens,
    You begin to hate,

    My skin is torn from the sharp blade,
    My clothes are bleached,
    A deep red stain,
    My heart is cold,
    I’m in no pain