Why can't you understand?

I feel so trapped in this skin,

In this…skin that I was born in.

My sisters doesn't listen, they just turn away,

Bloomer doesn't care for what I have to say.

It is driving me in totally insane,

At night, when my sisters are asleep, I beat myself with a wooden cane.

That cane feels great when it pounding on my head,

So good that every moment I am closer and closer to being dead.

When I try to tell my sister what is wrong with my mind,

Blossom sighs yet hugs me and Buttercup leaves me behind.

I want these tears to fall,

I just want to end this all.

When I try to be responsible and better fighter,

I get slapped, kicked, abused and I become a hater.

I repeat a single question in my head that was wrote on my hand,

Why can't you understand?

Well Blossom, Buttercup, Bloomer?

Can you answer my question?

Professor? Can you tell me?

I knew you don't know the answer, you can't understand.