why are your screams so loud 
why when i open every door 
your the only thing to be seen
I'm tired of running 
but I'm tired of trying
just stop yelling at me
stop telling me what you don't see in me!
i know i don't have what you want 
and the more i try 
the worst i cry
my tears end up blood
all i can feel is misunderstood
so when my end finnaly comes 
i still hear your voice so sad am i 
cause I'm not worth the tries
i fly to the highest deminsion 
i waited for you 
to be by your side
even to be screamed at 
even to be yelled   at
maybe you'll see one day
i don't care to be hurt
to feel the blood
i like it this way
because I'm Miss-understood