I realized that just becuz someone's related to you doesn't mean they know you. Ur opinion may never matter to them, the reality of what is going on doesn't matter to them. To me all it seems is that I'm the kid that you have to teach to survive in the real world. 4 more years I tell myself and you can finally leave. Then you let your pain ooze out of you and you will be able to surround yourself with people who make you happy not make your blood pressure escalate through the roof. Poems are a part of me and without them I wouldn't be here right now. So thank you everyone who has liked and commented on my poems, it really means a lot to me. Even if it's not a lot, I'm still thankful.