You told me that you were going to make this a great year.
I've never heard a bigger lie.
Everything has been falling apart
and you blame me for it.
You have sat there and insulted me,
telling me I never do enough,
I don't think,
you don't trust me.
I am your worthless mistake.
I've failed at  everything.
I tell you that I'm doing my best.
I am only human.
"Stop giving excuses. You have a reason for everything."
Shouldn't I have a reason?
Should I do things just because?
Is that what you want?
I am doing what I can.
I want to just whither away and die.
It would be less painful than this.
To have my very being attacked.
I should follow your example?
When you can't even talk to me without vulgarity?
I think not.
All this happens, and you still wonder why I keep it inside myself?
It shouldn't be a surprise.
I can't talk to you about anything.
Why can't you just leave me alone?
Solitude is preferable over this pain