I feel like a burden to you. You only call to make sure I'm alive. I'm fine, because I have to be, no thanks to you. I didn't get your stupid package. Im sorry, I was busy selling my body for money. I know you've been keeping tabs on me, and normally, I would care about calling you back. But not now.
I used to be so at peace, but now I always feel tired or sick. Everywhere I turn there is someone waiting to attack me. I just don't get the point of all of this.
Maybe I just need to relax and let go.
I believe that everything will be fine. Just let go.
You are so oblivious to my life. You don't deserve to be any part of it. I'm not going to call you back. You forced me into this life through your neglect and selfishness. A part of me hates you so much but another part wishes that we were just a normal family.
This life is a constant struggle for me and sometimes I just wish it would stop. I try to numb the pain but it keeps getting harder and harder the more I try. Im even failing at that.
I cant lie no more, I cant hide no more, gotta be true to myself.
Come home for Christmas? No fucking way. Fuck you.
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