Dont touch it, hes the unforgivable one now,
Get the knife out of his hand, get him to calm down!

My mothers words, piercing like a knife,
Life's a struggle, thats not worth the fight,
My world taken away, my heart is deducted...
Disrupted, all this criticism, but wheres the constructive?
Tears seep down my face as the worlds shred this place's,
Innocence, knees week so i embrace my disgrace,
Door locked, awaiting punishment, im so sorry,
But i cant take the yelling anymore, the lord's calling,
My life is examined with the finest of instruments,
They call me stupid, an accident, i cant even find all the synonyms!
My time is so limited! Trying to combine all the sentiments! Life...
Should not be this tough! But its my time!
And its rough, Remember, me... always! NEVER! you helped end my day!
Study my life, as if its a show, NEVER! watch me that way!

I am NOT some kid who needs criticism daily!
You call that HELP when it's love that im craving!
I dont need your help anymore, FIND me helpless,
You just added to the pain, that i had dealt with!

Goodbye.

Oh my god! my son killed himself! what have i done!
I took everything away, even his gun!

You did this to me mother.
I am not a television.

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