I'm upset I never had a dad who really loved me.
I'm upset I never had a mum who really loved me.
I'm upset I never got a chance to be a big brother.
I'm upset I never got a chance to be a little brother.

I'm an adult, I shouldn't care that I never had a family who loved me, so why do I still live my entire life trying to be a good son

My brother is in jail, why do I still obsess over wanting to visit him? I shouldn't. I keep hearing the nagging voice in my head telling me I need to visit him. I feel like I should be a "good friend" to the friends who hurt me.

I got my &@#!ing face burnt my god damn arm burnt I wear a stupid eye-patch and I worry that I'm not a good friend to HIM.

I don't normally let myself get angry and trying to avoid it but grrrr