always taken for granted and pushed aside,
treated like a little kid going along for the ride.
Never known how it feels to beon my own,
always known how it feels to be alone
most people don't understand me,
even my parents, they cant see
How bad I am crying to be heard,
but they can't hear, not a word
Not many people know the real me inside,
especially my parents, they are blind
The life I live Isn't good,
living my life being missunderstood.