Imperfect

I try to out live this nightmare
pretend its not me
wish for a better one.

wish for a family life
not a dysfunctional one.

i hate...
i hate...
i hate...

i wish i was more appreciated
i get good grades

he fails

i work hard

he doesn't

I'm serious

hes not

i try not to curse

hes a truck driver

i do my homework

he doesn't

i don't even get a good job, proud of you
i don't need it they say
but i do I'm SO insecure

he gets a good job
gets video games anything
i feel like the back burner

i look out my window
wishing for something good
but when i think of my family
i want to start to cry