Disappear

No one talks about the will to disappear To wish life was a game I'd probably be lame But zoning out is better than breathing this air Every hair on my body is very aware Of the things that are happening and that warning glare You want me to act like I'm totally normal Cause how would it be if your daughter is mental? You'll be ashamed, oh what a life that you have, Cause you have a non customizable daughter Oh and I feel so bad Cause you can't put your kids to slaughter? And God forbid I wanna be free, I don't wanna have monsters as family And you'll ask me why, were we not enough? And manipulate me into giving it up, Cause God forbid your kids have dreams, And would rather not be forced into a sexist scene And God forbid I'm not a machine I don't wanna be controlled like a puppet on strings So yes I wanna disappear And you wanna know why? Cause all that you've done Made hell seem easier From my book "The Pain of Existence"