Ode to my Family...

Unhappiness where's when I was young,
and we didn't give a damn 'cause we were raised
to see life as fun and take it if we can..
My mother, my mother,
she hold me, she hold me, when I was out there.
My father, my father,
he liked me, oh, he liked me..
Does anyone care?




Understand what I've become, it wasn't my desing..
And people everywhere think something better than I am.
But I miss you, I miss 'cause I liked it,
'cause I liked it when I was out there.
Do you know this? Do you know you did not find me,
you did not find..


DOES ANYONE CARE!?





[ Understand the things I say... ]