"Shes useless." My dad whispers to my mom
Talking about another mistake
"Shut the **** up!" My dad yells at my face
Stopping me from contradicting his hurtful words
"Why can't she do anything right?" My dad mutters to himself
Staring at my below average report card
If you ask me why I never tryout for anything
I'll say, "I'm useless."
If you ask me why I've stopped talking
I'll say, "I need to shut the **** up."
If you ask me why I sit and do nothing
I'll say, "I can't do anything right."
All he ever does is tell me how I have messed up 107 ways in life, and then wonders why we never talk.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC
"Shes useless." My dad whispers to my mom
Talking about another mistake
"Shut the **** up!" My dad yells at my face
Stopping me from contradicting his hurtful words
"Why can't she do anything right?" My dad mutters to himself
Staring at my below average report card
If you ask me why I never tryout for anything
I'll say, "I'm useless."
If you ask me why I've stopped talking
I'll say, "I need to shut the **** up."
If you ask me why I sit and do nothing
I'll say, "I can't do anything right."
All he ever does is tell me how I have messed up 107 ways in life, and then wonders why we never talk.
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