my parent’s do not want me
neither one does
that is two of them
count em
fits on one hand
took two to make me
and both of them to send me away

i do not have a home with my mother
she has made that more than clear
kicked me out three times
and it was because i had decided that
i was no longer going to let her abuse me
giving her my childhood and 11 years of my life
was more than enough
and for ***** sake
i had already tried to **** myself to get away from her
and it didn’t work
so ****

my father is an *******
never has known how to be a parent
he can do weekends and overnight once in a blue moon
but ask him what’s for dinner
and suddenly he’s your slave
and you’re holding him hostage because of how fickle you are
yup sounds about right
and he just can’t stand not to have his living room any longer
he needs it
he just needs it so terribly
but no no dear one dear heart apple of my eye
he is not kicking you out
just being an abusive and manipulative ****

and i really do wonder
why my mother and him didn’t work out
because after all
they are just the same
abusive
prone to substance abuse
both have been alcoholics
though my mother may be more of a lush now
i don’t know
i don’t live with her anymore
but i guess they didn’t work out
because it must be really hard
to see yourself in the person that you are *******
and not just in a ****** way
but they are just like you
and ******* you hate it so much

so you leave them
don’t bother being in your only child’s life
until they are seven
and the child cuteness has left
and has been replaced by
a something
this is not your daughter
this is a ****** up kid
who doesn’t know what the hell they are
but is too afraid to ask or tell
either one of their parents
because mommy just wants to put bows in her daughter's hair
and daddy just wants to sleep all the ******* time
so hush little baby
keep it under wraps until it kills you

and *******
i come from a **** sandwich of a family
neither of my parents want me
two slices of abusive and crazy
with me right in the middle
and god
please don’t let me turn out like either one of my parents
i would rather die than be like either of them
and isn’t that sad
but who is surprised
at this point

because these two people
pathetic excuses for a parent
both of them
each of them
in the same and their own special ways
can’t even be bothered to try and glue back
together the broken vase pieces of their
son

and you know what
i hope the ******* step on the glass