I have come to understand
I was dealt a rotten hand
It's been thirty years now
And I still can't understand
I waks young and innocent
Why did this happen
And what can I do
There is nothing I can do
I'm told to make the best of what I have
But no one can understand  what.i really am feeling right now

I don't even care  what any one thinks
I just am trying to decide
If  I were to think anymore I may commit suicide
I'm lying in bed with a rope around my neck
I'm feeling so lonely
I'm a hot ass mess
What can I do
Where can I go
I'd rather not be here
So why not just end the show
The only people who seem to care

Are the ones who make money
There may come a point in time
Where the table will turn
And before it's to late
They would they that I should've learned
I cann never face the fact that I was dealt a really bad hand