When I was just three years old
I lived in a fantasy world
Where I knew every story has a happy ending
That people never hurt others
Everyone was just happy

Now I am fourteen years old
Everything feels so empty
Some are no longer happy
We are crying blood
We’ve been hurt so hard
To the point we plan our own death dates
I understand the ones late

Someday I will heal from all the bad things this world has showed me
This pain will fade
We will gain the feeling that is called happy
Oh Lord how I wish this could happen tomorrow.