Get It

Get It

Those I love don’t get me
When I cry they just grin
Fury gapes at me from my mirror
An ugly witch who seems my twin
I wish her eyes could maim
I wish my look could kill

Is pain so funny?

I love a man and he can’t hear
I raise his kids and they won’t listen
When I speak they turn away
How do you teach people to get human?

Only the mirror sees
She’s my real friend
Knows what I am
My true starry style

If they don’t get it I’ll get them
Then they will know how I feel