I hate my life

When I wake in the morning,
all i remember
is what you told me
the night before.
You told me
You don't want me
to come home
anymore!
I can't stand
to be at home
with these people
called my parents.
All they do
is argue
Everyday
of the week.
They try
to get me
to dislike
one another.
Why can't we
Get along
with
each other?
It's like
our lives
are two
seperate worlds
one is a
hateful world
the other
in denial
life is
to stressful
already
they do
not care
about how
i feel
they only
care about
their money
one day
you'll regret
all the things
you put me through
i hate
my life
because
of you!