Dear Mother and Father, if you’re reading this now    You probably just got home from God Knows where    And Went into my room to tell me    How tired you both are and how tired I make you both    Seem to think, I’m a problem to solve    But I don’t want to be this thing that has to    Step over glass to prove, I’m not always wrong    It’s not my fault I was born    I tried to tear off my own skin and only made you confused    Well, I am confused too; you act like you never use to    Hit me in anger, you broke my belief in any comfort or safety or sense of relief    You, you called me a liar, you called me a thief    I better run for my life, I’d rather live in the street    You never listened to me; you only hear what you want to hear       Remember the dream that I told you I had    With the old man with the jacket, that had a navy patch    I pissed myself for a year; you said it’s only a dream    You have to grow up sometime; you have to be a man like me    A man like you who sticks his head in the sand to disappear    Who thinks the danger goes away, if you can’t see the things you fear    If I could be a man like that I’d stay and force you    To ignore all of these burns on my skin, that you confuse with discipline    I won’t destroy your illusion, destroy your mystic    You’ll have to learn to live without one more unfortunate freak    You, You called me a loser, you called me sick    I’d get more love in the street, get more affection sucking dick    You never listened to me; you only hear what you want to hear       I will not take my own life to validate what you have done    Won’t let the sins of the Father become those of the son    You, you called me depressive, you called me weak    You’re better off without the love of this unfortunate freak    You never listened to me; someone will listen to me    Someone will listen to me    Someone will…listen to me    Someone will listen to me    Someone will listen to me    Someone will listen to me    Someone will listen to me    Someone Will….