Why?
That is my only question
Why?
If I am such a failure
If the only thing I do is mistakes
Then why don't you do things yourself
Instead of using me like a personal slave
Who does everything for you
Since you don't ever feel like getting of your ass to do anything
I mean yes
I know I am a mistake
That I'm better off dead
That I'm a failure
And that nobody needs something like me
But why?
I know I made one mistake today
But you didn't have to be so angry
It's just one shirt
One shirt that I accidentally washed with the wrong load
I mean seriously
I didn't even think it was such a big deal
I guess I was wrong
Since you thought that I needed to be reminded
About how much of a failure I was
And not only that
But you made me repeat it after you
Threatening to cave my head in if I didn't
So I did
I said it
Or more like yelled it
"Yes, yes I am an idiot"
"I am good for nothing"
"I should go die in a whole instead of exist"
"Yes I am a waste of time"
"I know I am a mistake, and I know why"
She made me say this and such over and over until I was on the verge of tears
Then, all she did was smile and send me to my room
Why?
That is still the only question I have
Why?
YOU ARE READING
Just Me and My Crazy Thoughts
شِعرHello, this is my first time with working with watt pad. Or even publishing my work. And just a heads up, this is not boring poetry. I promise, but it is very expressive. So read at your own risk.
