I think thoughts that I know are bad
I close my eyes and I count to 10
hope its over when I open them
I want the things that I had before
like a star wars poster on my bedroom door
I wish I could count to 10
make everything be wonderful again
I hope my mum and I hope my dad
figure out why they get so mad
I hear them scream I hear them fight
they say bad words that make me wanna cry
I close my eyes when i go to bed
and dream of angels that make me smile.
I feel better when I hear them say everything will be wonderful someday.
Promises mean everything
when your little and the world is so big.
I just dont understand how you can smile with all those tears in your eyes
and tell me everything is wonderful now
Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now
I go to school and I run and play
I tell the kids that it's all ok
I laugh a lot so my friends wont know
when the bell rings I just dont wanna go
I go to my room and I close my eyes
I make believe that I have a new life
I don't believe you when you say
everything will be wonderfull some day