Bad Kid

My family, my friends  Say their with me till the end  But they leave me And blame me  They say it's my fault Which tastes like salt  They are supposed to love  But hatred is what their made of They just hate on me  Then let me be  For days on end Negativity they send I'm always the bad one  One look and their done When you choice  When I leave they have the voice  I don't have time to play around  I hate the sound