Bad Times

Her insecurity under the chair
Increasing when they hit her self-esteem
The classroom becoming the coldest place.
"Am I human? Or the class toy?"

Friends being friends out for convenience,
But she expects a reward for being good,
With no patience limit, but what a fool.
- Hear the voices all around you.
Once her tears were completely dry,
And her sad face changed for a smile,
"Is she sick? Or is she insane?"
All those bad times won't happen again.

Hold on, hear it, screams are fading.

Walking alone in the city streets,
Doesn't need no one calling her a freak
'Cause now she is happy and full of grace
It's all over, over so...

Once her tears were completely dry,
And her sad face changed for a smile,
"Is she sick? Or is she insane?"
You won't feel pleasure from her pain again.

Once her pain turned into strength,
To fight by herself with the biggest smile,
"Is she sick? Does she want revenge?"
All those bad times won't happen again.

Hold on, hear it, screams are fading.



Credits
Writer(s): Cherry Saint
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