I woke up in the middle of the night my back against the wall thinking bout my sad life and what to make of it I don't understand reason I never get anything right I've been traumatized for years the future is the only reality that keeps me going I don't really understand how life works anymore everyone starts to notice through my reactions but I never cared my wish on Christmas was to die am really sad I couldn't bath brush just sitting eating cereal hoping someone will rob me of my mystery but nobody even cares so I sit on the bed every middle of the night hoping to end what's not really mine but an up in the morning again working my shifts