I need a mother
or I need a father
I need someone who will treat me
like their son's not too much of a bother

The first thought in my head
when I scrape my knees or cry in bed
shouldn't be that I miss my brother
so much that I wish I were dead

I need someone older, something wiser
I need a mentor, need an advisor
someone to cry on and tell about my day
But what I get instead is my mother the despiser

My best friend thinks it's cool they hate their parents
All their anger sits in my chest and ferments
but all I feel when I think of mine is loneliness
disconnect so strong my mind fragments

I turn my brother's favorite music so high my ears bleed
say "this is the sound of love; I will go deaf from my greed"