For everyone in our outside family who doesn’t think I’m real,
If I am a game to you, then you are a game to me.
I don’t need to look at you and you don’t need to look at me.
Here’s how this works, neither one of us exists,
Since you shut me down that day, for telling the truth about this.
Do you realize what you’ve let me do, because of what you did?
Do you even know a thing about how long I hid?
And you say you want the best for her, but you still don’t understand,
And to me, you either never will, or you don’t think you can.
You’ll never know the other side of anything you say,
At least not about us, or what we live every day,
not as long as, to you, I’m just a game.
And you know what? I’m sorry that things turned out that way.
But all I can do is hope you try to get it, someday.