Seeing the world
From your own eyes
Its hard to see
Others fates
When your own
Is in the misty horizon
But think
Of the hell
We all endure
Think of our pain
Even if it’s only a second
Care about the pains
For caring maybe saving
The life of one too young
Too young for death
Yet to old for this hate
I don’t mean school
For school is hell anyway
I mean the torture
In ones own home
The yelling, screaming
In the safest spot
Only in that hidden spot
Can one be safe
But that spot is in the middle
Of a place called
Hell on earth
Why must we suffer
For others deeds
Others mistakes
Why most they harm
Why must the child cry
When the father is at fault
But no one is there
No one sees pain
Only their own
Because of that
One more dies
Of suicide
From your own eyes
Its hard to see
Others fates
When your own
Is in the misty horizon
But think
Of the hell
We all endure
Think of our pain
Even if it’s only a second
Care about the pains
For caring maybe saving
The life of one too young
Too young for death
Yet to old for this hate
I don’t mean school
For school is hell anyway
I mean the torture
In ones own home
The yelling, screaming
In the safest spot
Only in that hidden spot
Can one be safe
But that spot is in the middle
Of a place called
Hell on earth
Why must we suffer
For others deeds
Others mistakes
Why most they harm
Why must the child cry
When the father is at fault
But no one is there
No one sees pain
Only their own
Because of that
One more dies
Of suicide
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