"Im only Joking"

Thirty scars over thirty years

I remember her 

Wearing rags for clothes

She always stayed inside

And left the outside closed

She reminds me much of my mother

I didn't know my father too well

The only thing I have to 

Remember him by 

Is a scar 

My mother rest her soul 

Just sat and watched

Now she watches over me

I like the lunatics, the maniacs 

They make me forget how lonely I am 

I was still a kid and remember

Calling a lot of men, my uncle 

Dad stayed at work late 

But never told us why 

I never forgave them 

Because to forgive is to forget 

At least that's what they all say 

They were slowly killing each other 

While I was already dead.

A kid of thirteen 

In a world forgotten 

Suzie wanted me to come and play 

But I had learned a new game; hangman 

I had to go away for a while 

At least until i was old enough to understand 

But i already knew enough 

They just never asked 

I remember childhood. 

I always hated it. 

Life is funny sometimes 

Thirty years in a room 

Spent with friends 

Who aren't even there. 

Life is funny.