The Grim

i see it everywhere i see it in my room i see it when im in the street i see it at school everytime i see it my eyes burn. when i see you doing thos awful things i try and pray youll stop but it wont let me pray when you drink or just get high or just be a jerk she tells me ill be alone i always feel an angel trying to help but my fear shuts them out as i sit here crying and asking god for help but the grim is next to me telling me ill be alone.