11*30*03 ~ written for mom
i wish i would fucking die
i hate you
my chest hurts from the pain
i feel like i'm dying
i wish i wasn't such a coward
so i had the strength for that final step
the final step to take my life
i don't want to be in it anymore
i want to join my brother
i want him back
you are so fucking spiteful
you smile and mock me when i try to be serious
when i try to tell you my hurt
my pain
i feel
no one understands
i hate everyone
mom
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i wish you were dead
you're not my mom
you're not the mom i knew
you're an imposter
you've come to make my life a living hell
why do you hate me?!?
because i'm not brandon?
you don't love me
what's love got to do with this?
why can't i be happy?
why do you go out of your way to hurt me?
you set me up to look like the bad guy
make me look like the crazy, disrespectful daughter
but i'm not buying it
i need help you say
it's all me
i'm the only one who's sabotaged this relationship
it's all me
you are perfect
you do no wrong
then you call dad and ya'll talk about me
you poor, poor victim
everyone should feel sorry for you
you're the victim
how come no one feels sorry for me?
how come no one feels my pain?
you and dad go ahead and gang up on me
fuck him!
he doesn't know me
he doesn't know you
i live with you
he just judges from afar
he's the cowardly critic
he can say what he wants
but i don't care
his thoughts don't matter to me
he can kiss my ass
i'd tell him the same things he's told me:
"i wish you were dead."
"you're white trash!"
"i hate you."
i try to tell you
to reach out to you
but you push me away
you make me regret my movement of weakness
i don't like to "share" and to break down
it all shows weakness
but i think i can in front of you
you're my mother
if i can't in front of you than who else is there?!?!?!?!?
you fucking bitch!
i hate you!
you treat me like a dog
i'm your slave
there's no respect
i don't respect you
and you don't respect me
it's hard to figure out which one happened first
i can't pinpoint when this all started
all i know is that it's here
and it seems as if it's here to stay
i wish all of this: the pain, the hate the sadness
would all go away.
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