PUsHeD tO tHe FlOoR...

I try real hard not to cry,
But then i realize, I'm all a lie.
I'm not wanted, I'm treated like dirt,
The things you say, really do hurt.
To be treated like shit, from your own dad,
It frustrates me, and makes me mad!
To be yelled at while on the phone,
Why can't everyone just leave me alone?
Leave me to die, leave me to be,
leave me to cry, and just be me!
I don't need more people yelling at me,
I just want to die, why cant they see?
they always cared for me before,
why have they all just pushed me to the floor?