My Name Is

MY NAME IS MISSURY MY NAME IS PAIN I CANT HELP TO THINK THAT I WILL NEVER BE THE SAME WHO AM I I HAVE NO NAME TODAY I SIT AND WONDER WHAT I HAVE DONE WRONG TO DISERVE THE THINGS I GET PLEASE TELL ME WHAT I HAVE DONE WRONG I LOOK BACK ON MY LIFE AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHO I AM BUT I HAVE EARASED ALL MY MEMORYS BECAUSE THE BAD ONES ARE THE ONLY ONES I HAVE MY NAME IS HURT BECAUSE THAT IS ALL I AM HURT BY EVERY ONE AND EVERY THING MY NAME IS HATE BECAUSE THAT IS ALL I HAVE HATE TWORDS MY SELF FOR LETTING THINGS GET SO BAD WHO AM I TO JUDGE ANY ONE BUT ME I AM A FAKE AND I HOLD ON TO MY FAKE SMILE OH SO DESPRETLY MY NAME IS MISSURY MY NAME IS PAIN MY NAME IS MYCAELA