you bring me home!, please bitch, no.

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-You let me down

I know

-you are not who I intended

I know

-useless

I know

-go to your room

cool

am I in an institution?

in a prison?

in a convent?

Nahhh, I just got home.

come home, after school

-Did you go out in those clothes? Don't say you're my daughter

get home, from training

-It's night and you haven't studied

Please shut up, hit me a little and let me go to bed.

you know, when your day is going great,

but you remember you left something at home that will fuck you

you freeze

I disgust him

He sits in that chair with his arms crossed, staring at me, tidying up the whole roo that he destroys after na anger attack

ew

i hate him

all based on digging holes, hiding things in friends' homes and wanting to run away all the time.

You cry to get you out of there

you reach your limit

you are that child who received from outsiders what did not receive at home.

compliments, hugs, kisses and confort

So me, I'm boring, it's hard for me.

yeah life sucks

well the bus is stopping, I have to go...

Give me my backpack, buddie!

Hey mom!

-Come on in, bitch, explain to me what this is...

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