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Die You Fucking Cunt!
I hate you,
I hate your fucking guts!
Go roll in a ditch,
rot in the middle of the forest,
where the crows and animals can eat your flesh,
to so no one can identify your body.
You call yourself a good mother?
By calling your daughter a harlot and slut,
a disappointment?
Ha Ha!
I laugh out loud in your face at that!
You're such a manipulative, controlling,
abusive bitch.
You choose my older brother over me,
since he doesn't suffer from short-term memory loss,
he cruised through high school like it's nothing.
Then you look at me and shake your head in disappointment,
it breaks my heart.
All you've done is tear me down,
and my boyfriend lifts me up,
and you destroy my only happiness I have.
I get so depressed when I'm around you,
or when you talk to me.
Am I such an burden to you?
Can't you be somewhat happy for me?
That I'm actually truly happy for once?
Guess not..
And you wonder why you don't get any respect from me.
You give me reasons to not trust you,
you give me a reason to sneak around and lie to you.
I'm scared to death to even talk to you about anything.
I hate it when you yell at me,
I shut off and break down.
You wonder why I'm never home,
you don't like or accept Jaymz to be a part of my life,
because he actually makes me happy,
builds my self esteem,
my self confidence to talk back and actually stand up
for myself,
that's such a bad thing!
It's pretty obvious that you don't want happiness for me.
It breaks my heart knowing we don't get along.
I tell you I have depression and anxiety,
You just brush me off and tell me I'm fine.
I come to you for help and you shoot it down
and don't give two shits about it.
I am out of here when I graduate.
So long,
I'm moving out with the guy that makes me happy,
and puts the light back in my eyes.
Don't bother to come by if you don't have anything nice to say,
otherwise,
don't let the dog bite you on the ass on the way out!
I hate your fucking guts!
Go roll in a ditch,
rot in the middle of the forest,
where the crows and animals can eat your flesh,
to so no one can identify your body.
You call yourself a good mother?
By calling your daughter a harlot and slut,
a disappointment?
Ha Ha!
I laugh out loud in your face at that!
You're such a manipulative, controlling,
abusive bitch.
You choose my older brother over me,
since he doesn't suffer from short-term memory loss,
he cruised through high school like it's nothing.
Then you look at me and shake your head in disappointment,
it breaks my heart.
All you've done is tear me down,
and my boyfriend lifts me up,
and you destroy my only happiness I have.
I get so depressed when I'm around you,
or when you talk to me.
Am I such an burden to you?
Can't you be somewhat happy for me?
That I'm actually truly happy for once?
Guess not..
And you wonder why you don't get any respect from me.
You give me reasons to not trust you,
you give me a reason to sneak around and lie to you.
I'm scared to death to even talk to you about anything.
I hate it when you yell at me,
I shut off and break down.
You wonder why I'm never home,
you don't like or accept Jaymz to be a part of my life,
because he actually makes me happy,
builds my self esteem,
my self confidence to talk back and actually stand up
for myself,
that's such a bad thing!
It's pretty obvious that you don't want happiness for me.
It breaks my heart knowing we don't get along.
I tell you I have depression and anxiety,
You just brush me off and tell me I'm fine.
I come to you for help and you shoot it down
and don't give two shits about it.
I am out of here when I graduate.
So long,
I'm moving out with the guy that makes me happy,
and puts the light back in my eyes.
Don't bother to come by if you don't have anything nice to say,
otherwise,
don't let the dog bite you on the ass on the way out!
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