my life as well as theirs (poems)

Why I Want To Be Dead

My mom

Says I'm a waste

of space

My dad

Treats me

like shit

My sister

Is a bitch

To me and

thinks I'm

just crap

My stepdad

Is an ass hole

That loves to

Mess with people

No matter

How they feel

My "family"

just thinks

I'm a stupid

Waste of

Space

They have

Been judging

Me since

I was little

Sometimes

They make it

Seem like they

want me dead

When they

try and help

They only cause

More pain

And suffering

People

That should

Love and

Care for me

Couldnt give

A rats ass

about me

When I am

At peace

and happy

They always

Do something

To take it away

Guard

Music

Love

Happiness

Books

So I have

Had enough

And cant wait

for the moment

For me to die

I bet then they

cant say shit

About anything

Having to do

with me

when I

am dead