When I come home, I’m the only there
I have plenty of time to sulk in my despair, as I curse and swear
I enter through the door, tired and drain

No one else is home until five, all I have are my video games
I go on Facebook, to see the people I know
I sit there in my chair, no one never say hello

When my dad gets home, he says “How was your day?” 
Lying through my teeth, I say “It was ok” 
I go back to my bedroom, and cry 
I leave my house and stare at the stars in sky

I walk like a zombie to the door, I feel inside all the time 
I cry out to the heavens, asking God “Why am I damn? What was my crime?”

I feel this way at home, I feel this way at school
By myself in my own little world, I sit alone