Dear Mother and Father, if you’re reading this now You probably just got home from God Knows where And Went into my room to tell me How tired you both are and how tired I make you both Seem to think, I’m a problem to solve But I don’t want to be this thing that has to Step over glass to prove, I’m not always wrong It’s not my fault I was born I tried to tear off my own skin and only made you confused Well, I am confused too; you act like you never use to Hit me in anger, you broke my belief in any comfort or safety or sense of relief You, you called me a liar, you called me a thief I better run for my life, I’d rather live in the street You never listened to me; you only hear what you want to hear
Remember the dream that I told you I had With the old man with the jacket, that had a navy patch I pissed myself for a year; you said it’s only a dream You have to grow up sometime; you have to be a man like me A man like you who sticks his head in the sand to disappear Who thinks the danger goes away, if you can’t see the things you fear If I could be a man like that I’d stay and force you To ignore all of these burns on my skin, that you confuse with discipline I won’t destroy your illusion, destroy your mystic You’ll have to learn to live without one more unfortunate freak You, You called me a loser, you called me sick I’d get more love in the street, get more affection sucking dick You never listened to me; you only hear what you want to hear
I will not take my own life to validate what you have done Won’t let the sins of the Father become those of the son You, you called me depressive, you called me weak You’re better off without the love of this unfortunate freak You never listened to me; someone will listen to me Someone will listen to me Someone will…listen to me Someone will listen to me Someone will listen to me Someone will listen to me Someone will listen to me Someone Will….