It's hard to talk to you,
We always fight.
But, that's what happens,
When you think you're always right.
I can't tell you everything,
That's happened through these years,
All I can say is that there's been some joy,
But, a hell of a lot more tears.
But, what do you expect?
You were never around,
To see my highs and my lows,
My ups and my downs.
You never payed attention,
I guess I wasn't worth it.
I was always left alone,
With my clothes that didn't fit,
To take care of my sister,
Yeah, the one who won't even look at me.
I remember always being locked out of the house,
Because we weren't worthy of a key.
Sitting alone on the porch,
Listening to the screaming inside.
Trying to cover up my bruises,
While I lied in the dirt and cried.
And you wonder why I left?
You ask me why I won't come back?
I don't know, Mom,
Maybe I should go and pack,
Because everything I just said is a lie,
It's all in my head, right?
All of the screaming,
And that last horrible fight.
I'm crazy, right?
Don't you remember anything?
Can't you remember all of the yelling,
That horrible week last spring?
What about my sweet sixteenth,
Were you put me in the mental ward,
And through out all my stuff?
Wow, I've been floored,
You don't remember any of that?
Nothing at all?
Well, I'm going then,
I'm not the one who's going to be small.
I'm going to walk out of here,
And leave your insanity behind.
What about the rest of my life?
Well, I'm just going to hit rewind.

