Water child Snow
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- Posted: Wed, 24 Nov 2004 17:54:09 +0000
They're actors
I think I'll go crawl under a rock now.
I'll take something with me possibly,
A gun, or a knife, both could do the trick.
Going a little to fast for you yet?
Let me help you understand.
I've been raised by some liars,
Some excellent actors,
Saying they care,
Saying they love me.
But they don't really love me,
They don't really care.
They're just saying that because I'm their daughter.
They think I know nothing,
That I can't do anything.
How could you know what this feels like?
To always have to question your parents like this,
To remember the pain they put you through.
When someone died,
I tried to cry.
My brothers and sister cried on my shoulders,
But what about me?
I had always done this!
Who's shoulder could I cry on?
My pride finally got to me,
Because of those snakes, those venemous snakes,
I can't cry in front of anyone, now.
But now they're saying,
I can hear them in their room,
At night, they're saying that I'm worthless.
This... This is what caught me offguard the most.
There, the first time, I was very little,
I'd been told all my life by them "I love you."
But now, I'm all of a sudden worthless?
What kind of betrayal is this?
What kind of pain do you think they put me through?
When someone comes over,
They're actors again.
When we go out, if we ever go out,
They're actors again.
By the window, In front of me,
They're acting...
And so am I.
I think I'll go crawl under a rock now.
I'll take something with me possibly,
A gun, or a knife, both could do the trick.
Going a little to fast for you yet?
Let me help you understand.
I've been raised by some liars,
Some excellent actors,
Saying they care,
Saying they love me.
But they don't really love me,
They don't really care.
They're just saying that because I'm their daughter.
They think I know nothing,
That I can't do anything.
How could you know what this feels like?
To always have to question your parents like this,
To remember the pain they put you through.
When someone died,
I tried to cry.
My brothers and sister cried on my shoulders,
But what about me?
I had always done this!
Who's shoulder could I cry on?
My pride finally got to me,
Because of those snakes, those venemous snakes,
I can't cry in front of anyone, now.
But now they're saying,
I can hear them in their room,
At night, they're saying that I'm worthless.
This... This is what caught me offguard the most.
There, the first time, I was very little,
I'd been told all my life by them "I love you."
But now, I'm all of a sudden worthless?
What kind of betrayal is this?
What kind of pain do you think they put me through?
When someone comes over,
They're actors again.
When we go out, if we ever go out,
They're actors again.
By the window, In front of me,
They're acting...
And so am I.