So Tiresome

My god, tell me to leave you alone.
It's liked a messed up game w/ you.
Wondering if you laugh when I text you.
Wouldn't be the first time.
So tiresome.

Fighting with you is nothing I'll ever keep wanting to do.
I accept now, that we just don't get along.
For countless reasons.
There's never gonna be a new season, 2nd to oldest bro.
So tiresome.

Yet I try sometimes.
Other times, I just let it be.

And you....
You, you, you.
Oh wow, you've hurt me the most out of everyone.
And that's not easy to say.
We'll never have a good relationship.
Age has nothing to do with it.
I know for sure, it'll always be like this.
So tiresome, mOM...

You know everything.
You even must know I think about killing myself.
When you hit me.
Yet you continue.
Its all, so tiresome.

YOu play me like a toy.
When your never around & I'm there.
So how does that work?
I put in more time than you.
I bet the two famous W's come first.
Women & Work.
Dad...
So tiresome.

Trying to find someone who accepts me.
Needing someone I can relate to.
Someone i can share interests with.
Hey maybe even call my sis.
Best friend, where are you?
'Cause no one really likes me.
And the others left me.
So tiresome...

I used to look up to you, you know.
But as time went by.
It's become clearest.
Your best at putting your friends before me.
Sometimes I feel most awkward around you, even scared of rejection.
Oldest bro.
So tiresome.

The 4th line goes to both you bros.

Is it all really tiresome.
Or am I just paranoid.

Dedicated To: Lately Life

Written: 4.12.12 wed.