thoughts of a tortured mom

some people fill themselves with dreams
while others become suicidal freaks
can you guess which is me?
but you don't care, as far as i can see
i begged you for help, and to love me for me
i gave you life and all you did was walk away
you deal with what i've dealt with, but won't stay
forget you all...and take my heart to sell
you kicked me while down, stomped when i fell
you hurt me...just added to all the abuse
you ignore me unless you decide i can briefly be used
i walked up from rock bottom, a path so steep
but you still treated me like dirt under your feet
you walked all over my broken heart
then used the words you knew would shatter me apart
i tried to walk a path so straight
too late...got handed back simple fate
this world is evil, and you keep me sad
where is my good girl, who now treats people so bad?
i am the rose you refuse to pick
and nervous breakdowns keep me sick
i'm the one who stays covered in your thorns
because it makes you smile to see my petals torn