Forced to listen to him... His not even my father...

Screw this shit.
I have got to get out of this state of mind.
It's driving me nuts.
Every time I walk, I feel my brain hit the sides of my skull.
Like it's just rolling around up there.
It's not stable, It's not proper.
To think the way I do.
Why is it that I think like a psychopath.
Maybe I'm mentally unstable.
Or maybe I've been around my step dad to much.
Picked up his insane ways.
The evil thoughts he put in my head.
Like here take this, become as crazy as me.
Become a criminal just like me little boy.
Your jail cell is inside your head and your skull is the bars.
You can't get out. 
I'm not even his kid?
I don't even have the same blood as him.
Why the f**k am I so influenced by him.
I hate him so much, more then I could ever hate anyone.
To me he is like the devil.
He destroyed this family, this house.
Destroyed the chance of me having normal thoughts.
I was forced to listen to him.
Why would I think like the man I hate the most.
When I was younger.
While he screamed and rambled on.
I'd sit there and draw until my pencil got dull.
And I couldn't draw anymore.
But I'm not having any luck.
With trying to be normal.
It makes me wanna crawl out of my skin, like a snake shedding their skin.
And go be the host of someone else.
Make them think as crazy as me, be a prisoner in their own mind too.
When they did nothing wrong.
I did nothing wrong and I think this way.
Why me?
Why not you?

They say only the good people die young.
So....
The bad ones live forever.
Well I guess.. I'm living forever with this twisted assholes mind.
Implanted into my thoughts.
But I'm begging you God, cure me from this sickness. 
I can't do this anymore...