Out of it.

Out of it:
Why cant i just live a normal life like you
Whys all the things in my life have to be so screwed
I get a glimmer of hope, think it will be fine
Then I get dragged back to earth
and told that none of it is true

I try to make a difference and be what you want
But you change your mind so i fuck it up
I just don’t understand why i always get it wrong
Why im left here drowning in a pool of my own blood

I try to be a good girl,
the princess you wanna see
But beauty grace and elegance are
Things you wont find in me

So take me as i am or leave me on my own
You say that you love me
you say that you care
But you are the reason for my pain and despair

Your the reason why
i tried to end it all
With a bottle of Jim beam
and a box of panadol