somehow we made it

my relatives treat me like shit
from the day i wore born
so i really believe in it
they dont let me in on conversation
so i had to change the narritive
cut me out from the family i had
and is the only tree left in the wood
the roots are hard to leave behind
but i have made my mind
im spreading my branches to the air
to the sky and didnt expect i would get
a friend , the only i ever have
he tell me he like to talk
and i was like what nothing with me make sense
but somehow you break down the wall
made my insecuries fall