May the morning sun and evening moon
be enough to keep you company
Don't be easily controlled
Guided by truth I think you can make it

...is what I wish I was taught
I always wanted to carve my own path
But they wouldn't leave me alone
Eventually I stopped fighting and bowed

I was put under their whim
Whatever they wanted I did
Mow the lawn, take out trash
Help me with my work

A house run like a prison
Under distress I was at a breaking point
So I ran away from them and from school
Cops were called, and then the mental institution

Then they pulled a quick one and did a 180
They really did leave me alone
I was driven out and told to fend on my own
Where wind and cold chill to the bone

Why do such things happen?
You used me for your own pleasure
and as soon as I stopped being cute
you discarded me

So now I'm alone fighting the elements
In my head are all sorts of thoughts I can't say
Hatred and disappointment in myself and others
I numb the pain away

I can't move
My thoughts are destructive
In fetters of fear
I'm dreading things to come

I trust no one
Everyone is suspicious
They can read me like a book
Like my parents, with one look