It has been exactly one year since you have brought me into this house
Carried me over the threshold and step further
I have turned to this house into a fine home
Looked after your parents like they are my very own
Treasured your sister like the one I never had
I smiled every time you went for work and left me cooped up in the house
I gave it no thought every time you came home and plopped yourself right in front of the TV
I kept quiet when you waved at me from your office because there was always something or someone that always needed your attention
I went about my way every time you asked for the bottle, and never for me
I closed my eyes when you creeped into bed at 2 am in the morning thinking that I would not hear anything
But i must say I am tired now
Tired of keeping appearances and pretending to be happy
When really, every part of me wants to lash out
Smash the fine china to decorate the floors
Paint the walls with your imported poison
And make curtains out your clothes
Acknowledge me while I am still here
Look at me when I sit across you
Embrace me—
“thud” there goes the door