Wake up
Wake up
My father says in the late afternoon
And unfortunately, I do
I do the thing i’ve been hating for so long
Wake up
My mother says, late in the afternoon
Another day of realising I have to live, be alive
That’s the thought that’s with me all the time
Wake up
My brother says
I prepare myself for another miserable day
And I try not to act like i’m fine
Wake up
They all yell, terrified
This time, I can’t do what they say
My lifeless body stays still as they shake it
And cries echo through the room
I finally got what I wanted
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