Hello is more like goodbye to you

You look down on me like that? Have I done something wrong? Mother; Will you disown me if I go back? What else can I do? I need that happiness I want to be more happy than you Please try and understand This is my life too Please mother; don't look down on me 'Cause sometimes I look down on you too Though you have raised me, yes I question; do you love me too? Am I insignificant? Even so, I was the first Yet I always felt last Those tears I use to "Minipulate" the others Tend to hurt me more than them or you Now; I don't cry anymore Any tears taht wish to come out Stay put Yes mother I am selfish Only because I had only me to hold You didn't even hold me at birth What can I say? My own father threw me away...