"if i had a normal family, and a good upbringing then i would have been a well-adjusted person" mike said

and i hope it's true
but could pickett fences really pick us up?

us bastard children fight through life with one hand tied behind our back

but we could never know if the grass is really greener
or if the hue is enhanced by envy

are some of us predestined to suffer,
foundation present or not?
could all the nurturing in the world ever make things right?

our homes undeniably broken
but were we born with souls under construction,
when everyone else's came complete?