How come you're only concerned by
Things that are good for me
While the toxic things
Skate right past you

You're from another world
One where you got to be a kid
Where you have dessert after dinner
And toys under the tree
An allowance at the end of the week
And a family who cares about you
A world that looks heavenly
From this pit I call life
I didn't get dinner, let alone dessert
My Christmas lights where the red and blue and from police cars
I changed diapers and got the kids to school
While my family fought to not have me
You and I come from different worlds
Yours is a haven
While mine is a purgatory

His were blue
So yours were brown
He was cruel
So you were kind
At least on the outside
Maybe all you were
Was not him