Happy Life

I feel used, abused, like I was never really wanted. Mom, what have I done to you to make you feel this hatred toward me? I always got the best grades hoping to hear a "Good Job" or even a "I'm so proud of you." Nothing like that ever comes out of your mouth. I wish I was better, I wish I was smarter, I wish I was prettier! Would that make you happier? You never hug me or tell me you love me, do you blame me for daddy leaving? I tried to be quiet, I tried to be good, but no matter what he would scream at me anyway. Was I always in the way? Was I the reason daddy forgot to stay? You look at me with such disgust, and ask me why I have to be such a pest! I'm sorry for whatever I did, I never meant for it to happen. I understand if I leave you now then and only then will you be happy...I hope you understand that I am doing this for you, I won't make a mess mom for you to clean up when I am done...I love you even in death and now as I hang here, I hope you can finally lead a happy life...