No **** my reaction was out of line.
But if they think they had it right,
They're out of their minds!

Juvenile hall for truancy,
Are you kidding me?
No one wanted to listen,
No one would ever listen to me.

I came from a nice suburban home
But I couldn't disagree with my parents like a sane adult,
Because I was a bipolar kid.

And then when it all comes crashing back
Back to the place where I couldn't deal with it right
Dragging back a gut full of ulcers,
And I got caught driving under the influence,
You tear me apart

You whip me on my knees,

You do not help me learn
Or help me to my feet.

In emergencies I admitted myself to hospitals
On fire, I put forth earnest trials
When I make a mistake these vultures turn on me

Except for the saving grace of a court program
Volunteered by a good judge

Still, you make me into a second class citizen
You weigh me down to an exasperated state
I could be trusted to help myself much more effectively

No one wants to listen,
And I do not deserve it.