• It hurts to be fussed at
    It stings when they yell
    The voices are screaming
    My mind becomes Hell
    It takes all I've got
    So that they don't see
    When they repeat things in anger
    The way it hurts me
    If they were to read this
    I know what they'd say
    That I have no problems
    That my life is okay
    I may have good family
    I may have good friends
    But even I struggle
    From dawn 'till day ends