Your disappointment

I try my best
I really do
But it isn't good enough for you.
When you look at me
you see
"a stuck up little b*tch"
that isn't up to your standards.
You treat me like everythings my fault.
You cant go 5 minutes without yelling at me
and when i try and tell you i need my space...
you make me feel guilty
and tell me I'm anti social because i don't want to spend time with you.
well the truth is..
i hate being around you.
you're supposed to tell me you're proud of me
not tell me things that make me feel like sh*t.
but when it comes to them,
oh no,
you would never yell at them
you love them.
they weren't the child that you deeply regret having.
although if i weren't here..
you wouldn't have anyone to yell at.
then you get mad at dad
because he actually loves me.
and he has to give me the love of 2 parents
because we all know you don't love that 'little b*tch' you sadly must call your daughter.
I do have feelings
and i do love you
but this emotional abuse is getting unbearable.
now,
I'm just waiting for you to blame dads accident on me because its the only thing you haven't blamed me for.
so from now on,
when i tell you i don't want to spend time with you..
just f*ck off and leave me be
because i don't have to take this sh*t anymore
and i don't really deserve it.
so stop being a bad mother!!