In my hand, I hold the key.
The hardest decision is whether to leave.
I no longer stand it, I just want to go.
Under these living circumstances, It's impossible to know.My environment is completely toxic.
The people I call my family are psychotic.
It's hard to live in their world.
When to them you'll mean nothing, you'll never fit in their dream world.All I want is respect and privacy.
For them, it's impossible to see.
All of them so racist, so invasive.
Sometimes I wonder If I could have a replacement.Mister and Ma; they're the worst.
They don't belong, I suggest a divorce.
Both so prideful and stubborn wouldn't do it unless they were forced.
Their insanity causes my daily outbursts.I have tried to compromise but it's grueling and exhausting.
It has taken a toll on my mental health, it's been quite costing.
In their eyes, I'm nothing but a fool.
The way they treat me is quite cruel.I am so sick and tired of being used.
They've gone so far all I feel is abused.
At the end of each day, I'm the accused.
I end up bruised while they all end up amused.With them around, it's hard to let loose.
I try to help but it's clearly no use.
Mister is still an alcoholic.
Ma is crazy and catastrophic.
While the rest think them selfs iconic.I still don't know if I should leave.
I do know not to wear my heart on my sleeve.
My family, I will never please.
So whatever shall I do with this key?A/N: Sorry I've been slow with updates. Also, I'm deciding if I should take requests or not. Let me know your opinion on the matter if you want. Thank you!!!!
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