Stained

I think this poem sucks but there is nothing I can do i just had to get what I felt out and in the open.

I am stained lying on the bathroom floor,
I have a pain that feels so torn,
i don't want to live,
or suffer this pain anymore,
I have a father that wants nothing to do with me,
i feel so alone,
My mother thinks its funny to lock me in the house,
I think I will scream,
just to get out,
i had a best friend,
and she left me here to rot,
I will never know hell,
except what i am living in,
My parents arguing,
the baby's crying,
and I just can't get out,
My brain about to explode,
and this never ending road,
I hate my life,
and don't know how to get out,
now I know what prison is.