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What a happy family, but darkness hides behind.
Oh, father and mother, why so unkind?
I’ve tried and tried, yet you never see my best—
You only notice when I stumble, when I rest.

You tell me you love me, but why does it sting?
You call me spoiled, though I’ve never asked for a thing.
You say I’m lazy, though I push until I break,
Trying to prove my worth, though my heart aches.

All you see is weakness, all you say is "lazy."
Oh, father and mother, why can’t you see?
I’m just a child, not asking for much,
Only for your love, your warmth, your touch.

I want to make you proud, to see you smile....