When did my home feel like home?
I never felt that
When did I feel the empathy in you?
Because you never understood what I  was thinking
And you never plan to.

If this is home, why can't I see the serenity in it?
If you were really there, why can't Ii be the person I want to be?
To pretend will be the lowest thing I'll ever do
But you have me no choice,
You were the one who pulled me into this madness.

I wasn't asking for materials
Or expensive things
All I ask is for your kindness and respect in return.