Congratulations.
You broke me.
Are you happy?
Crying.
Because of you,
and your ****.
Sick of it.
Barely functioning.
You make me want to cry,
to lose my control,
and let go,
and die.

It's funny how you're hurt,
when I'm the one broken,
from all your words of hate,
I honestly tried to be nice,
and you treated me like dirt,
now you're out of my life,
I hope you see what you've done,
I hope you find the sibling you deserve,
because I won't be the one,
who stays no matter what,
you can't expect me to care,
when you treat me like this.

Take your money, and your drugs,
and all your important ****,
because I won't be here,
to see your falling tears,
when you see what you've done,
when you see the consequence,
I sure as hell hope you then know,
why I protected myself,
in self defense.