Crawl into a corner and fall asleep
Sorry we're not perfect kids for you to keep
"Wake up you lazy brat,
You shouldn't be sleeping in the middle of the day like that!"

What do you do when you get tired?
So mentally exhausted while others are wired,
That you want to curl up and get away,
To block out everything that happened that day

You sit there and read or you take a nap
Because apparently nothing's wrong with that
When you sleep you're resting and it's okay
Because obviously you've had a very long day

But when I curl up and shut out the light
You yell and complain that sleeping's only for night
Your problems are bigger, your stress is more
Because you have a real job and I only work at some store.

I have no idea what you go through each day
Nor would I assume to, okay?
But I go through a lot for what I know
And you have no right to stoop so low
As to say my life's problems have nothing on yours
Especially when I can hear half of them just through the floors

You patronize us, you yell and you cuss
Then you come back and say it's all because you love us?
You make it so hard to understand
Whether we're really being cared for under your hand.

I want to love you so bad
Because, let's face it, you are my Dad
But when I'm scared when you're happy
Because I might do something to make your mood crappy
Or when I have my own opinion to share
But every time there's a chance I don't dare
Because I'm scared of your reaction
That you'll call me naive and give me no traction

When I see the injustice through her eyes
And hear you both sit there and patronize
When you put words in our mouths and thoughts in our minds
When I see your anger so many times
And you still come back saying it's because of love
Yet your anger continues to be worse then a shove

All of us are human
We can't know everything
Yet when I see all the sides to this story
It's so udderly confusing

It hurts me in ways I can't even explain
To see we're all getting hurt with no gain
The ups and the downs, the smiles and frowns
The devils, the jerks, the angels, the clowns
The good things, the bad things
All the things we're remembering
As I sit here and cry
Trying to understand why
All the lies and yet we say that we care
We're doing it for selfishly selfless reasons and it's totally unfair.