everything is not enough
I can never do good
do right in your eyes
everything I say
you think is a tangled web of lies
the only lie is you
transfer all your pain to me
every scream I see
what a screw up you think I am
in this house I feel all alone
there’s no violence
no drug abuse
still I feel like I come from a broken home
everything is my fault
I can do nothing right
maybe when I’m gone
you’ll see me in a new light
see me as a daughter that tries
not a teenager that lies
see me as a girl with problems
problems you make worse
you make me feel like my existence is a curse
so soon I will pack up and leave
and the screaming will cease
you won’t have a punching bag anymore