Born in pain

The desire to leave this place,
The desire to live your own life
Is always tied with pain.
Despair is what makes people reflect;
It makes them fall,
Or it makes them stand on their own.
Sometimes they just put on a smile
And quitely die while smirking.
Today I'm embracing the angels,
I was craving for their lights long gone.
I saw demons behind people,
They were covering hope.
Not everyone could see them,
Those children were picky,
They liked to play with the less powerfull.
I was a perfect target who lasted long,
We played together forever.
I thought they were gonna leave
So I tried to please them.
Everyday was like hell,
I didn't know my place back then.