Bitch's Poem

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Weekends were the best. Being able to lay down and take a load off from all of the heavy lifting.The thing is I’m sick of these little shits always being home.The only one who really cares about me are my buddies at work. They’re almost always busy on the weekends. So I tend to stay home if there’s nothing else to do. I hate being here when everyone’s home. They don’t pay attention to me and refuse to acknowledge me unless I yell. Especially the youngest one. She’s a fucking bitch. She refuses to show me any type of respect because her mother told her lies about me. Telling her that I smoke and drink. It’s fucking retarded. After she turned 16 she’s gotten worse. She’s been brainwashed so much that she’s not like herself anymore. She used to be so much fun. Now she’s some crazy bitch who just fights with me and claims that I don’t deserve respect. Bitch, I made you. I deserve respect from you. I’ve been trying to get her to show me some respect by forcing the idea down her throat, but it doesn’t seem to work. …show more content…

They didn’t treat me the way I deserve to be treated. Plus they claim that everything I do is wrong. It makes no sense. I try and be nice to them, but I won’t tolerate them talking to me with any attitude. “Hey Megastar, how was school yesterday?” I said. She refused to answer me. This was normal, but I was on my last nerve. “I said ‘How was

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