I know not many of you will like this poem
Due to the obscene language
Well **** that
I'm tired of our ******* parents
*******, yelling, fighting
With us or themselves
They must not see the pain
The torment, disgust it makes us feel
They abandon us for drugs
Alcohol, perhaps even ***
They beat us for no reason
Well what if we had the power
Beat you because you taught us
That yelling was the only way to communicate
That fighting was the way we showed love
That stick your husband on the couch
Was the only way to make up
Our ******* parents
Don't realize how much
We want to punch them in their faces
Break their necks for the constant headache
We cut ourselves
Drink ourselves to sleep
Even cry because they wont listen
We commit suicide
Hoping they'll listen
But they only hear their own tears
Hit the floor of our bedroom
Our ******* parents
Don't realize how a lot of times
We really do need to be left alone
We are what will make tomorrow move
So shut the **** up and **** yourself
We have rights too
Don't try to strip them from us
Or we might just strip your jaw
From your ******* face