The trouble I’ve gone to please you
The pain you’ve made inside
The burden you’ve made me carry
Yet you took it in your stride
To make things always bad for me
You always wanted that
It was to keep me docile and near you
You even made me fat
You couldn’t stand knowing
That I was getting free
You tried to destroy my confidence
You wouldn’t let me be
Now I’ve gone away from you
You still cry your battle cries
I don’t think you will be happy
Until the day I die
Yet you always said you loved me
But that couldn’t be further from the truth
These days although I’ve left you
You are quite the psychotic sleuth
I don’t know why you haunt me
Hound me and stick around
But I hope someday you’ll find help
So I’m no longer housebound
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