The life and struggles of EmoBoyPoem

THE PERFECT SON

I'm sorry I'm not what you want to be mom.
I hate the fact you think I'm like my dead beat dad. That is the last thing I wanted you to think of me. And honestly it hurts a lot. The words you've said that I'm not trying to find a job or do something with my life,but who was it that took the words of a dump psychologist? Who never gave me a chance to prove myself in a real school? Sorry I'm such a disappointment.
Sorry I cant help out with food and stuff.
So sorry I'm such a burden. Thank you that that you never kicked me out the house like most moms would've. Thank you for the pills they might be the last. So now you can come out and get better now that you dont have to share yr pills with me. I'm in such pain mentally and fisically. But it ends tonight. Goodbye take care of Austin please. Love you p.s sorry I was not the perfect SON