Why did you send me here?
What did i do?
I know im not perfect,
I know im not who or wat u want me to be.
I see you smileing walking away with ur perfect daughter,
And ur perfect husband.
At the time i didnt know you didnt want or even love me.
Are you leaving with these people in white coats.
Both with cold hands squeeseing to tight to keep me here,
The thing i don't get is they treat me more like,
im there daughter then you my own mother.