Can't I have one day normal?
One day without someone screaming at me?
One day without you treating me like this?
17 God damn years of this.
Why am I not used to it yet?
Why?
I really feel like I don't have an answer for anything in my life.
I feel like I have no control in my life.
I feel like I have no worth.
No point.
I feel useless. I feel like a horrible person.
I feel like my whole existence makes you so unhappy.
Is it bad for me to wish for you to die?
So that I would be free?
Is that bad?
Because your another living thing.
You have feelings and rights too.
Even if you hit me.
Even if you lock me in the basement.
Even if you tell me to just "kill yourself" when you accidental see my self harm.
Even if you scream and shout at me just because someone pissed you off, and it then becomes my fault.
Even if you love starving me.
Even if you love using me to get you drugs and to test them.
Even if you love using me to raise your children for you.
Even if I always manage to do something wrong.
I still don't have the right to hate you? The right to wish death and misfortune on you?
Even after all of that? Through out my whole life.
I still don't have the right?
