family
how come i have to be the bad sheep. i am always the one who does everything wrong i can never do anything right. and they wonder why i am always so ill. why i am so mad. they wont give me the chance to be myself i have to be what they want. i cant learn to be myself if i cant be myself. i cant grow into who i am suppose to be for the fact that they have a hold on me. damn let me be me.