Help me...

I'm ready for the words you spit I'm ready for the obscenities you scream I'm ready for the sadness to overtake me For the thoughts to take me over You have no emotion as you yell You have no reason to say what you do You yell anyways though But not loud enough for the neighbors to hear I am ashamed of you and how you behave A sorry excuse for a stepmother Yet you stick around My mother blind to the way you treat me and my brothers No matter how hard I try You always come back With new reasons to yell And get into my head GET OUT Leave me be GET OUT Stop me from my madness You've caused this My sanity slipping Resorting instead to the peace Of insanity and death So when people say I don't have it bad Because I have a roof over my head At least they don't have to worry about How much pain they'll be in that night Pain caused by words Pain caused by actions Pain caused by others Pain caused by myself

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