Is it true you don't want me anymore,
Just because I'm not what you expected.
Am I really so different you don't love me anymore?
Because it sure does feel that way.
You try to change who I am by buying me clothes,
And taking away my music and posters.
I can't be myself around you anymore,
You just don't accept me.
I'm surprised you need to ask why I'm crying,
I'm pretty sure you know it you.
And the tears are unstoppable,
Just treat me like a human being.
I know I'm not your favourite child,
No matter How hard I work.
No matter how smart, musical or sporty I am,
I know it will never be enough.
You always pick at my imperfects,
Trust me, I know there are many.
But mother dear, I just don't care,
I'll never be your perfect child.
