Improvement: The Song

I used to want to die so bad I wanted a bullet in my head I was sad I was so fucking sad I used to be so fucking mad I wished that I was dead I was angry I was so fucking angry I used to have an abusive friend He didn't care about me then He was dumb And I really regret it I used to sing all by myself Share my songs with no one else They were bad But I'm still glad I sang them I used to be so miserable I dug myself a giant hole But now Now I'm getting better But I know I will Get through this I'm improving every day I'll be okay I don't really wanna die It's been way harder to cry I'm not as sad I'm not as mad I made some new friends Don't need the old one They actually Care about me So f*ck you theory You using piece of shit And f*ck your Animal abusing parent I'm done being your bitch You can neglect someone else I'm out of my hole I've found a home I smile more and more I smite the floor And I reach For the ceiling I'll live my fucking dreams I'll be part of the scene I'll play More than 2 shows And I will be who I wanna be I'll look in the mirror and I will see A person that I love, a person I respect A person that I can live with