Look at the times. Back to when I crawled and begged you, mom.
me : I'll be good. I'll stay in my room
me : So please don't throw me out of home.
Back to when I waved the report of flying colors. But dad,
can't you see, oh you don't want to see
You knew exactly when the doggy shits
But you didn't even see when I scored a hit!
Well, it's dignity left for me to spit!

steal, ill, feel, bill, numb still....

I was just far long a little girl with pain in her eyes.
I was maybe ten, twelve, but feel a hundred years old.
Shrinking up my bold. I had to eat breakfast everytime with a scold.
Was I a little slut to be?
Tell then why you had to keeping yelling me and let me heard you whisper you wished I died..
I may be bad, I may be mad, I may be a lil' devil...
But please, I just want you to kiss me when I chill
And some words of `I love you` to make me feel...

If I were to die, will you simlpy say you'll miss me?

Oh, don't you worry. I doubt if you ever worried..
I'd grow not to be a criminal.
I'll stand tough eventough I fall.
I had Enid Blyton to be my all.
and Mr. Andersen who told me that an ugly duckling would find its place.
Back then, where were you, dad?
You didn't even call my name when you left
And mom kept poking my head, blaming his man, grumbling our broke
Well, how much I hoped they were all fake!
But they were all in my throat, choked..
Then if I break,
Only ghost will hear the crack!

bitchy, lonely, clumsy, crazy.. hell, you care?



*Now then.. it took many many years to understand that you were just humans, just as I am*