One day at his.
The next day at hers.
The constant arguing,
The never ending wars.
Mostly of me,
Who deserves me most?
So much for Christmas spirit,
This year is the worst.
I sit in my room,
Music cutting me off.
As I escape all the pain,
Of watching them shove.
Why can't they pretend?
That everything is fine?
Just so I can forget,
And get on with my life.
Yet still they fight.
Both as bad as each other.
Quite ironic I guess...
Like I'M the responsible adult.
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Hello again, and today is Wednesday, March 13, 2013. My parents are going to court again. As always, my mom is accusing my dad, who hasn't accused her yet, which I know he will.
Breaking hearts wherever I go. Even tho I have and had told you so. We are not working and you know. I need to leave and be on my own. Clear my head and do my thing.
The most annoying and mean girls ever. Kennedy, Jessica, Carolyn, Leah, and Fiona. Kennedy had major girly-girl issues. Jessica cried when her hair wasn't right. Carolyn was a glitter girl.
Oh such a crime I do find That people hate me They hate me for stroking a cat What a load of crap. They hate me because of my parents But what have they done.
You don't appreciate me, You don't even understand, That science is not my strength, That you can't create my future or plan.
Why are you telling me to let my phone be. Can you not see I am happy this way?. I have nothing to do you see!. Yet you want me to do other stuff than this for a day!. Mom, I want to write.
My mum and me, we argue. More often every day, And as the days go on now They've begun to escalate. We started out so well, When it's good, it's great.
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