Wheezing and tired, my will to breathe Weakens with every bitter remark that Leaves your pitiful mouth. Why do I love a sister who Tastes of poison and rose thorns if all I ever pictured her to be was a rainbow. They say I'm a citizen of heaven but you Treat me like a prisoner of hell. You are not allowed to tell Me I am beautiful then pick off All of my petals. I'd lie lifeless On the floor and you'd still Tell me to get over it. What Have I done to make you hate Me and all that I ever do. All I ever asked for was an idol, And all I got was you.