Whenever my parents tell me I'm
ugly,
worthless,
rude,
useless,
chaotic,
ruined,
heartless,
liar,
cheater,
e.c.t.
You won't believe how much I want to clench my fists,
punch them straight in their stupid faces
And yell
"This is your fucking daughter that you're saying those words to! I got my appearance, personalities and genes handed down straight from you two! So if I'm ugly, then you're ugly too! If I'm all of the things you say, then that means YOU are too! If you're comfortable in insulting yourselves, then go ahead. Go ahead and say more to my face! I'm sick and ashamed to even call you people my FRICKING mother and father! You're the fucking reason I'm like this! Don't you get it?! Are you that stupid to not realize that!?"

Saying that would be like putting a shield up to protect myself from the knives thrown by their words.
But I don't,
All for the sake of this messed up, sad excuse of a family, for the sake of my sister's happiness.
I just swallow the words back down my throat and bite my lip,
And let the blades cut through.

Up to one day, when not even a piece of me will be left.
Yea, I sure will be looking forward to that.
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