I hate how you say you're a part of the family, but you're never home to be a part of the family
I hate how you always tell me to calm down when I'm not worked up
I hate how you use every excuse known to man to get out of helping your 'family'
I hate how it works
I hate how you pretend like I'm the one who hurts you, and you didn't do anything wrong
I hate how people believe it
I hate how you can look me in the eyes and say you wish I was never born
I hate that it bothers me
I hate how you can see my arms but not look at the visible wounds
I hate how you think I'm a show that you can share to all your friends
I hate how I do it right back to you
I hate how you use sports as an excuse for missing family things
I hate how you get away with it
I hate how you can make fun of me on my birthday
But forget it even is my birthday
I hate how you cry when you don't get your way
I hate that they feel sorry for you
I hate how you can disrespect us and use us all the time
I hate how we let you
I hate how you don't care if you make us look bad
But when we make you look bad, all Hell breaks loose
I hate how I can't hit you
I hate you
No comments:
Post a Comment
Questions or comments belong right here. Unless you're going to be a jerk. Then, you can take your comments and throw them in the garbage.