Crybaby

My life doesn't seem so bad
from afar, anyway
When I look more into it,
I can't help but mourn a little

My mother never cared enough.
My father couldn't save me.
My brother would sell me down the river
just to make a friend.

My best friend abused me.
My cat was the only one who loved me.
That's what it seemed like, anyway.
My mom kept having children.

Still, to this day.
She had what is, hopefully,
her last one, just last year.

My teachers don't care about me.
My grades are plummeting.
I don't understand why I feel so
Depressed.

My life is perfect, isn't it?
according to other people,
I'm a freak of nature.

But that never made sense
Because I chose to color my hair.
I choose to wear black clothes every day.
I didn't want to grow up like this.
But what can I do about it now?

"You're such a crybaby emo.
Why don't you go cut yourself some more?"
You know what, fuck you.
You have your scars too, whore.