I am so tuff.

some people won't believe it

it is true.

I don't like to share my feelings

 

I hate people

I think to my self in bed

my heart is so empty 

it needs to be fed

 

I keep it to my self

I think of my past sins

I think that I'm a Christian

but the devil seems to win

 

I'm draining all my tears

but now I think I am dry

I haven't cried in years

no more tears left to cry

 

then I pry about the world

because Satan rules the nation

and I pray to God 

that I won't get into temptation

 

I'm so lonely

I usually tend to be

someday I wish to be happy 

and not pretend to be.