this is it...

[sprklz]

I am confirming that i hate my life.

With each and every day that passes by,
I find myself wanting to die.
I hate things are and want them as they were
there's nothing i can do to change her.
As we grow the scars barely heal
You'll never know how you make me feel
The yelling never stops and the words are your roar
Thank you for calling me a little whore
All I do is try my best and hope that I will pass your test
For one time that I might make you smile
thinking that it will last a while
Mood swings and thrashing stares are burned in my mind
like mirrors with sad glares
forgive me please for all that i've done
please no more fighting, there's no war to be won
can we talk or share some time?
i've wanted so long for you to be proud
that you could call me mine

You push me away then you pull me in,
you've got me confused on direction
I want to grow up but I want to feel young
all this drama causes me to stay hung
Not knowing how much more I can take
the air keeps thinning, closing in
I need a break
On the edge I feel I will fall
where theres no one to catch me not even a wall
This endless emotion in which I encounter
will be my story hour after hour
Until that day where I will free
I have to pretend that we are happy