I fuckin despise you
and all that you say.
You do nothing but bitch
the entire day.
You say that you're godly
but I'm afraid not!
You're not all that precious
despite what you're taught.
You throw things and argue;
please tell me what I've done.
You'll never be pleased,
you only ruin my fun.
I dread the very thought
of coming home each day.
You've given me limits
every possible way.
But once I reach the age
and I'm considered an adult,
I'll never have to listen
to your mouth, your insults.
I'll be gone before you know it
and you'll have no one left to boss.
You'll be your only company
and it'll be your own loss.
Good luck hearing from me
after I hit that door.
No being abused by you
any fucking more! |
Submission Name: Good Luck
