You don't understand,

you never do,

I try to explain,

but I can't get through to you.

I wish you’d listen,

I wish you’d care,

If only your heart,

had room to spare.

I tell you the truth,

that I feel so depressed,

but you say I'm okay,

I thought you would know best.

I sit in the tub,

as it fills with water,

My wrists stained crimson red,

wishing I could be the “perfect daughter”.

You always said it’s just a phase,

telling me to pray to god above,

When all I ever wanted,

was just a mothers love.

I thought you would get it,

Why I’m acting this way,

but you don’t listen,

to what I have to say.

I feel all alone,

but I know that’s not true.

I have all my friends,

but I wish I had you.