why don't parents understand?
they're never there to hold your hand
they never try to make you smile
mostly it's just not their style
when you're down and feel like scum
no soothing words will gently come
i often wish for hugs and love
but hurtful phrases rise above
why do you hate me mom?
hell is not where i came from
bitter words and resentful thougths
pass through me like a thousand shots
and just when i think you care
you kick me down and leave me there
broken, beaten, tired heart
will my good life ever start?
 
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