My parents said they're proud
Of everything I've accomplished.
I've always wanted to be loved but that seems like a distant wish.
But then there comes a time where an opinion can change the game.
I fight my battles daily, come home and feel numb from the pain.
It's hard to know you're unwanted, and thought of as a screw up.
Because you've honestly tried your hardest but that doesn't seem to be good enough.
I sit and dream about the day that they'll come to accept me.
But then again it's a dream, and I'm still fighting to break free.
I've gone through some shit that children shouldn't even go through.
But I guess that's the consequences when she sees someone else through you.