And every step that I take, you look down on me. That light shining upon me is not the hope that you have for me. Not the faith that you have in me. It’s my friends who have always been there for me. Who have faith in me. Who help me when I’m in need.
I’m nothing to you. You’re noting to me. They’re my everything.
I thought I could just go out to the world one day and shout, “I have the best family in the world.”
But I guess that wouldn’t happen. You were never there. You were pointing to me when things go wrong. So where’s the justice that you said were essential for a happy family? You thought it was there all along. But you didn’t know because you were busy with your own stuff.
Why are you so busy pointing people’s mistakes when you don’t even know yours. Just shut up.
You are that one asshole that makes me so sick of coming back home. You’re not providing for the family so you should just shut the fcuk up and search for your own mistakes.