People say stuff happens in life that makes us fall and stumble and hurt, but we get back up.
But I find it funny.
That’s exactly what they said to a single mom and her two kids.
That’s what they said to the child who accidently killed a person.
That’s what they said to the girl who isn’t pure because a man wanted his way with her.
It’s funny, what people say about life.
But wait how long is life again, 70, 80, 90 years???
I’m only 15, for me, life has just started
If I stumble and fall, how do tell me to get back up?
Are you going to tell me, it’s okay?
Tell me, things are going to get better,
Tell me not to worry
Are you going to lie to me, that it’s fine?
What? I’m 15, what happens to me is small
You don’t know me
I was a bird, who got shot. My wings broken off
I didn’t die, but life still threw me down,
Trying to wipe my existence
Trying to reap all the happiness and joy that I had left
It might not have physically killed me, but mentally I’m gone

See,
The problem with telling people stuff and trusting them
Is that they want to know more,
And once they do, they think they know you.
I told him some stuff and he acts like he knows me, but he doesn't.
He thinks only guilt hurts me, no, I’m pissed.
I don’t get close to people because this is what happens;
They think I depend on them.
But newsflash, I don’t.
Yah I’m 15 but
My whole life it’s been me against the world.
When my dad left,
Me, my mom, and my sister were the single mom and her two kids.
When my grandma died, I was child who killed a person
Yah I’m 15 but
I’ve been abused, and physically hit.
I had to take my beatings and the ones that should be my sisters
Because I never want them to feel like me
You don’t know me
Yah I’m 15, but
I was molested, almost, if not raped.
That’s another story,
I’d tell you, but even I don’t know the details.
All my life I’ve had nothing but pain
I keep everything locked up because I want to lie to myself that reality didn’t happen
I want to tell myself that it was only just a dream.
Because I don’t know how to get back up and I don’t think I want to either.

And all I just want to make, is a wish
I want to find a star,
Find a lamp,
Have fairy odd parents,
And just turn back the clock.
Maybe prevent these things.
But I can’t find that wish
I want to get wasted;
I want to throw away everything because in reality I have nothing.
I want to see life pass me by, so I can go through and not remember anything.
But I can’t forget
And I want to die;
I want to see life flash at my eyes.
I want to taste death,
Because maybe just maybe, the pain will slowly fade away
Maybe just maybe I won’t cry myself to sleep every night.
Maybe just maybe I wouldn’t have hold myself,
And lie that I’ll be alright
I’m tired
And I’m hurt
Broken down and destroyed
Left behind and forgotten
I’m 15, what are you gonna tell me?
Are you going to tell me, it’s okay?
Tell me, things are going to get better,
Tell me not to worry
Are you going to lie to me, that it’s fine?

People say stuff happens in life that makes us fall and stumble and hurt, but we get back up.
And I just laugh because I find it funny