I hate you

I hate you and you don’t even know it,
You’re always an ass to me.
You don’t let me do anything.
Why do you treat me so different from the others?
Is it because I'm the mistake of the family.
Or is it because mom takes up for me.
You once tried to kill me so why does it matter,
What I'm doing now.
I'm helping you out aren’t I?
I'm killing myself so you don’t have to worry.
I am going to die hating you.
Is that what you really want?
For your daughter to die hating your guts?
To wish that you were no longer there so she could live.
Does she have to take her life because of you?
She is taking it, because of the way you acting to her.
She can’t take your crap anymore.
She tired of it all.
It’s either her or you.
But its not like you care about it.
You are probably happy that you don’t have to worry about her.
You don’t have to support her anymore.
Well its not like you didn’t anyway.
You always wanted money for your beer.
You complain when you had to give her five dollars.
It was five dollar that could go to your beer or your other daughter.
I hope your happy now.
I can see the light,
The light into heaven.
Where I don’t have to worry about you anymore.