Dad from Frost

I feel as if you don't understand me... Like you don't know what I'm trying to tell you...
I feel as if you're trying to maneuver me into submission... Always telling me what to do...
I feel as if you depend on me for too many things... Like I'm the only child there

I sit and I watch the world pass me by... Because you keep me locked away
I sit in my cage and watch the others fly free
I watch my friends laughing and having a great time, but not me
I listen to them talk about the new clothes in style, what music they listen too, the sleepovers
I listen to them talking about the days when we would go to high school

I want to be 'normal'..
I want to be fun.. Even though I am fun
I want to be energetic... Even though I am energetic
I want to be free

I love the outdoors, but yet you keep me inside
I scream for help, but you ignore my attempts
I cry at night, but my attempts are futile

Everybody says that I have a talent
I know that I have a talent...
It's more of a hobby, than anything

I have soccer
I have Tae-Kwon-Doe
What I don't have, is my friends to hang out with

How can I tell you what I'm feeling, if you won't listen?
How can I tell you what I'm feeling, if all you say is "True"
How can I have an actual conversation without you making me feel like complete crap?

There have been times when I've thought of killing myself
There have been times when I've thought about running away
There have been times when I've just thought about never being born

Maybe then your life would be better
Maybe then you would be filled with ease on the inside
I'm not trying to be a smart alek...

Why don't you just abuse me and get it over with?
Why don't you just lock me away in the closet?
Why don't you just forget I ever existed?

I'm nothing more than a caged bird and I'm only 10 years old.
I'm nothing more than a prisoner in my own 'home'
I'm nothing more than a tool for you to use
I'm nothing more than a toy.

My words have no effect on you
My feelings don't mean anything to you
Maybe I'll just go away.

I haven't complained
I've been a good girl
I've been a good daughter

I should try harder
I should work harder
I should make myself vomit
Maybe then, I'd look pretty

-- Frost