Written By Paige
Who would have thought saying one thing or expressing yourself would turn into a shouting match. Is it wrong for me to hate the fact that you play video games while the food needs to be put away? Is it wrong that I communicate the best way that I can and still be told that I ain’t shit? Does it make sense that I love you with every ounce of my being even though I know I deserve better.
Im hurting. I’m hurting because you don’t hear me. You don’t hear my cry for help. I’m hurting because I’m with you but I’m still so lonely. I’m hurting because I express myself to you and you tell me I always say you’re wrong. No I’m not pointing the finger. Im just trying to communicate. I’m not perfect. So when I fall short don’t destroy me for it. Don’t yell and spit in my face like I’m some random. Don’t tell me that I think I’m always right because that’s not the case. It’s not my fault you choose to keep your feelings to yourself until you can’t hold it in any longer. It’s not my fault you snap.
Im sorry! I’m sorry I’m not what you needed at the time. Even though in all our happy moments I was the best thing that happened to you. I was perfect for you. I was your everything. Remember? Nah you don’t remember telling me that. Apparently I’m a fucking liar and I’m making this all up. Yea I must be. I must be lying about you falling asleep while I’m talking to you. I must be lying about it all.
You’re mad? I know why you’re mad. You’re mad because it sickens you to realize the piece of shit you actually are. You can’t stand me because no matter how many tantrums and bitch fits you have, I’m still going to speak up for myself. You’re mad because you are everything you never wanted to be. So you know what I say to that. Verbally and physically abuse the person you see staring at you in the mirror and not me. Yell and scream at him because if you lay another finger on me that will be the last time you ever use your hands. #sorrynotsorrybitch