"this is my family. i found it, all on my own. it's little, and broken. but still good. yeah. still good."

welcome to the bottom of hell

they say pain is a prison, let me out of my cell

you say you proud of me, but you don't know me that well

sit in my room, tears running down my face and I yell

into my pillowcases, say you coming to get us

then call a minute later just to tell us you not, I'm humiliated

i'm in a room with a parent that I barely know