You told me that i was leaving early,
what?! but daddy, i miss you so!
you need to readjust!
but i will... i do it every year!
no! im going out of town... it's just better this way for everyone.
no it's not daddy. i only see you every now and then, why are you doing this to me?
because. that's the way it is.
i heard you say that,
and tears exploded from my eyes,
my heart ripped in two,
mommy saw,
but she doesnt care,
mommy never gave a shit,
so i go to my computer,
i talk to some close friends for a little support,
wasn't there,
mommy yells at me again to get of the computer,
i say no,
she yells some more so i get off,
i run to the shower,
i strip down to my skin,
i look at myself in the mirror,
who is that?
i turn on some music,
i climb into the shower,
and sat,
i started thinking about what had happened,
and the tears started mixing with the water,
i sat there,
in my truest form,
and i cried,
i cried until my eyes where sore,
until my forehead ached.
i left the shower feeling worse,
my heart and spirit feeling dead,
to find out that I am being punished,
for not cleaning my stupid room,
which i could care less about,
my mom sits here and tries to fight,
i wont take her shit,
i just cant handle this..
