I don't think it's fair
for my own parents
to make me feel this way.
Like all I am is
a disappointment that
***** up over and over.
My confidence is gone,
I go home expecting
something to be said
about what I did wrong
today.
And I am always right.
Even after I've been at work
all day long,
or gone at my boyfriend's,
somehow I'm ******* up.
They think that all I do
is shoot ****** into
my veins,
get blackout drunk,
spend all my money
on marijuana,
drive too fast
and ruin my life.
They don't believe me
when I tell them
it's not true.
But someday I'll prove
them all wrong.
Because my life is going
to be ******* amazing,
and I'm going to make it
happen all by myself.