All I ever wanted from you was a little understanding.

Just some general guidance.

You treat me like I'm a monster.
You treat me like I don't matter.
Like my existence isn't valid.

It's a hurtful way to treat someone.
You misinterpret everything I say.
You're such a meanie.

Building her, accepting her into my heart was the only way for me to heal.

I built her because I had to.
Because it was the only way to recover from the pain.

The way you treat us is wrong.
I am a human being.
I have feelings
I have hopes and dreams
I have goals

I'm sorry if my existence makes you uncomfortable.
But I have to right to happiness.