Why  should I rise my head
What is the point to get out of bed
Why should I start this day
Does it even matter my life is just a fade
I look around this  world and who am I to be 
judged
So many people friends and family do they not make mistakes too or am I
the only who has took a plunge
I live day to day trying to beat the hurt and anger  I feel inside
But will I ever feel complete again sometimes I feel I've already died
Then a voice comes from somewhere deep within telling me not to let them
win
If I  can rise above from all I have done  then maybe one day they will
see me as one
Then  I will feel just as good for they will not ever see me cry  and
now they will all know I've become alive

~Angel~