The girl in the photo with the fairy dress on,
But now its just a memory, That child is long gone.
Because it was just a scene to make people believe,
That once upon a time, My parents loved me.
Sitting on daddys lap, With the little dress and white socks,
But Ive changed so much since then, So they forgot.
They don't ever realise that Im still a human being,
And that every word they say, Actually gets to me.
But they won't call for months, And when they do they yell,
Telling me to smarten up, Come back, to the home I invisioned as Hell.
