To my parents

I know that I'm your second best
My conscience slowly bleeds
You always make me second-guess
My goals, my dreams and needs

I never felt like I'm enough
Unworthy, unfurfilling
Instead of being tough I'm just
A shadow that is living

And somehow after all of this
You couldn't seem to figure
That I am hurt and I am pissed
And I'm all out of vigor

Right here I'll tell you what i need
It shouldn't seem like much
Respect, a friend, a helping hand
And loving words that touch