They say hell is torture 
But my life is worse.
My smile used to be so pure,
My smile so bright.
But no one even tried to save that light.

It seems like I can't escape.
From the voices or this self hate.
I dont see how it's fair
Some of us have people that actually care.

I doubt that even as I die,
Anyone can hear my cries.

So I guess this is it world,
Goodbye.