Bitter

Bitter is the one, Who holds a gun to your head, And everyone left you for dead. Bitter is the one who put a gun to your head. Bitter is the one, Who doesn’t believe in love. They crush your dreams with a smile on their face, Like a bullet shot through the heart. Bitter is the one who doesn’t believe in love. Bitter is the one, Who wishes they were thin, There wish to become skinny, Because skinny is the only pretty. Bitter is the one who wishes they were thin. Bitter is the one, Who wishes they were dead, They’d rather kill themselves, Then live with all this dread. Bitter is the one who wishes they were dead. Bitter is the one, Who hides inside a shell, Can’t take the pain of the world, And can’t find out who they are. Bitter is the one who hides inside a shell. Bitter is the one, Who’s surrounded by lies, Can’t take the truth, So they fake a smile and say they’re fine. Bitter is the one who is surrounded by lies. Bitter is the one, Who sits in the back of class, They don’t say a word, Keeps their head down, And doesn’t make a sound. Bitter is the one who sits in the back of class. Bitter is the one, With no hope for the world, Disgusted by what they see, And what other’s have become, Bitter is the one with no hope for the world. I guess we’re all bitter,’ In our way, Some more than other, Some can’t take the pain. I find bitterness in everything sweat , So just give me a reason as to why, Why my heart still beats.