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You know that saying, you get respect when you give respect?
Well, when does that come into play here?
She walks around the house, with her phone in her hand
awaiting a message to show someone cares
They yell and scream at her, but somehow she's always to blame,
it's never them that falters in shame
Is it that easy for her to blame, To target, To write off,
like it's some kind of sick game
They tell her that she'll never make it in the world.
Do they expect her to just sit there?
With only a few words in defense, soon she is in tears.
They don't see, they don't care, they only see how they feel.
When do they start to think about her; how she feels?
Suddenly she thinks, when will I be good enough?
when my tears are covered in dust?
Soon she just gives up. Why retaliate when it's never going to be good enough?
She always tries to stand up for herself, but eaither way she gets hurt.
So now what? Does she pretend to be okay until they decide to care about her?
Does she wait in her room, until they realize she's not around?
Her mom would notice, but her dad wouldn't care nor see,
and that's what hurts me.
My parents will never see how they truly affect me.
They're always too busy outside to sit down and listen to me.
I can't fully respect them until they respect me.
And you can't respect someone else until you respect yourself.