Fafa tak Sedih Part 1

There once was a girl
Who had it all, or though it seemed
Everyone who knew her saw her as the optimistic being
Who fought the hate and brought the love
But no one could see how much of a burden she really was
Parents fought about her and with her
She was costing them a lot,
A lot of time, a lot of money
A lot of stress, and a lot of pain
And a hell of a lot of SPACE . . .
All these factors shoved in her face
Made known all her life
Were breaking her of her spirit
Slowly, every day
Making her realize The Burden she really was
Now she can’t stop thinking,
“I’m the cause of all their problems.”
And that, “If I wasn’t here this could all be over.”
The parents wouldn’t have any more troubles
They could live happily without her
The few that will miss her, will eventually forget her
She knows there’s nothing talented about her
Nothing that she can contribute into this world
Only believing,
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
“I’m The Burden.”
“I’m a Waste of Space.”
And keeps going, until she faded away.