Ooo im fed up with the way I live

I can’t stand the hate you give

I act like a mouse and you act like a lion when in reality our roles tend to get switched

My life is enriched whether or not you’re in it but yours appears to be barely stitched held together at the pieces.

I insist you’d be a better person if you only cared enough to make the stars shine brighter than the sun.

But all you do...is vent as if you’re life is bent but in reality have you seen mine?

I'm not looking for pity if that’s what you’re giving.