You say I yell at you when I'm trying to give advice... You go run your mouth to mom and say things that are untrue... You stab me in the back after I spill my secrets to you... You say I can trust you and that you're here for me, but, I know better than to trust you... You're the golden child while I'm just the fuck up... Everyone loves you, but, loves to hate me... When ever you need something or don't do something I'm the one to do it... You always set a good example or take my credit... No one thinks that I'm the one who truly did it... Everyone things it's so great when you do something but when I do it? No one cares... I'm tired of you being the golden child, mommies favorite. While I'm here labeled as the trouble maker, the fuck up, the one who makes everything go wrong. The one who gets looked over... Guess it's good that you're the best and I'm the worst...
