I don’t like my parents.
I wanted different ones.
My father annoys me, and I hate him.
We fight over everything,
He’s always shouting and yelling.
I hate it when he comments on everything I do.
His words really get to me.
I feel stifled around him,
I get scared of him when he yells at me.
I think of just packing my bags and leaving so many times.
No one would know where I’m going,
I’ll just go somewhere new, where no one knows me at all,
And I’ll make a lot of friends.
I feel like I need to be smarter to make people love me.
My parents don’t love me.
A lot of times I’d be really sad or upset,
And I’d just wish one of them would ask me,
“What’s wrong?”
But the moment I walk through the door,
I feel like I don’t exist,
They see me, and they talk to me.
They tell me, “You should eat.”
“You should to do x or y.”
But I feel so alone.