What did I ever do to you?
Is screaming at me all you know to do?
I do as you ask and I take all your blows.
How I wish someone else could know,
Know about the fights and the hate
Or how you wish upon me a hateful fate,
How you torture me with your shouts
When you know there's nothing to scream about.
I'm sick of trying to win your praise
When you treat me as nothing more than your slave.
No longer will I be your trash.
Go find someone else who is willing to last.
