Messed Up Family

I have a messed up family,
that doesnt really care,
I could walk out my front door,
and no one would even notice.

My brother always gets his way,
because hes the younger one,
always gets me in trouble,
for everything he does.

My dad doenst live here,
because he was abusive,
now he lives away,
and they all blame me.

My mom doesnt listen,
and she doenst act like she cares,
she doenst seem to realise,
that Im living here.

My older brother moved out,
and he never talks to me,
he doenst realise anything,
he left me all alone.

All i have is my older sister,
shes the only one who seems to care,
the only one who listened,
and judges by whats fair.

My familys messed up,
and the blame it all on me,
thats they all they ever do,
they put all the fault on me.

My dad walked out,
my sister left,
all this is all my fault,
all because Im messed up.

I can never do anything right,
or say anything right,
I cant be just a normal teenager,
in there eyes.

Im always told to be perfect,
and I can never have my way,
for my nasty little brother,
cries&cries all day.

All i want to do,
is quickly run away,
get out of this house,
and out of they\'re lives.

Maybe when im gone,
they\'ll realise what they did,
but then then it\'ll be to late,
I wont come running back.

I used to be mommys little angel,
and daddys little girl,
that was untill the day,
my brother came into the world.

All I ever can do,
is take all fault,
say its all beacuse of me,
when its really not true.

Im sorry Im not perfect,
like the other girls my age,
and im sorry i dont get straight A\'s,
but I try my best everyday.

Im sorry Im not pretty,
and I dont have many friends,
Im sorry all the guys,
dont come after me.

Im sorry Im not who you want me to be,
but I try my best to be,
I am who I am,
why cant you accept me?

I feel as if my family hates me,
I feel like they dont understand,
I feel like Im all alone,
without a helping hand.

My dad left me,
and my mom doesnt care,
my brothers there world,
they dont know i live here.

But one day I\'ll be there,
and the next I\'ll be gone,
and maybe then they\'ll realise,
its them who was wrong.