My voice is raw
My heart in tatters

                     Yet when I'm hurting
                      It never matters
                                                      
  ­                                               I guess i struck out
                                                 No more useless batters

Mother?
More like child

                     She "raised us well"
                     But we're still wild

                                                 We're not normal
                                                 We aren't mild

She blames me
But, nothing I've done

                    I'm just a ***** up
                    I've never won

                                               Lord please once
                                               Let me be the favored one