Maniac

Rob me of my goodness
And lie me with a murderer
Sack me from my kindness
And send me insane
Take from me my voice
Give me all your pain
Base things on assumptions
Make it incorrect
Take away the truth
About how I wept
Steal away my sorrow
Kill my mother
Kill my father
And lay on me the blame
You find me without children
You find me with no boy
 You go in for the killing
You give me no joy
You tell them I'm bad tempered
All instead of fine
You empty my vessel
You send me blind
 You take away my memories
And break my heart in two
You take away my grief
And try to kill me too
You murder my passion
With your wrath
I've got no friends to visit
Because  you plundered my cloth