You judge me,
Even your own ****ing daughter.
It's like every day is a slaughter.
You tell me everything I do is wrong,
So here I have stayed strong.
I sit under your house of rules,
Where to come to this your all just fools.
I miss when you never called me different,
Because all of it was such a better feeling than this.
What did I ever do to get treated like this from you?
It seems as if I\'m just a screw up,
A worthless piece of life,
A bad daughter,
That seems to get into trouble for the beliefs I believe in,
For the sins I commit,
For the friends I make,
For the music I listen to in my ears,
For the days full of fears,
For the colors I wear on the outside,
And for all the years I've tried.
You judge me,
Your youngest daughter,
You're just completely screwed up girl.
I look in the mirror everyday,
And from what you've said makes me wonder if you ever want to see me again,
If you ever want to be there for me again,
If you ever will see happiness again,
If you ever see me as your wonderful sunshine daughter.
I'm just here for you to judge,
Along with the rest of the whole ****ing world.
