A broken heart left to bleed what more do you need?
Abuse that can never be said
Those who know of it are filled with dread
You struggle through the day
Hoping to find a way to say
"I need help don't make me go home"
You think day after day
But never find a way
You wish that it would
Be something good
Instead the bell rings
Your heart begins to freeze
Your last ounce of hope
When you step on the bus
And know your on your way
As the house comes into view
Your heart begins to die
As you step off the bus a single tear runs down your face
You wish you could tell the truth knowing this will be the end