Who I Am Hates Who I've Been, chapter 2
It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
this house is haunted
it's so pathetic
it makes no sense at all
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away
this stupid poem could fix this home
I read it everyday
Walking up to this dump i call 'home', I hear faint screams comming from the kitchen. "Welcome to paradise." I huffed under my breath while opening the door. There stands my mom and my stepdad arguing about nothing but everything. It's been like this everyday since she got remarried. She stops and takes her attention to me. " Your ten minutes late, you little bitch." Those words made me feel like a knife was piercing through my heart. I dodged her first attempt to slap me across the face, 'cause i knew that was comming. As soon as I moved my head back upward she hit me square in the face, just missing my nose. " Don't you ever, ever try to do that again. It'll be worse the second time, and I'm not afraid to do it either." Tears start stinging my eyes and running down my already brusing cheek. I grab my backpack off the floor and run up the stairs to my room, the only place i can escape from all of this shit.
As I slam the door I throw myself down on the bed, bury my face in my pillow, and cry like the Hoover Dam let loose. I grab my old tape player with my Smashing Pumpkins cassette in it from my backpack. I put the headphones on, and end up slipping into a deep sleep, hoping tomorrow will maybe be better.
***
Im trapped in a world that I can't take
Everything's unrealistic and fake
hiding out and planning my escape
I hope I'm not the only one
please call and rescue me tonight
I just wish that I could dissapear
someone take me far away from here
do you suppose there's more to life out there?
It's finally Friday, my only day where I can actually not get in trouble for being late home from school. Unfortunatley that doesn't apply for school. As again, I was late, having to sit in the detention room for luch. Which, may I add, consisted of a peanut butter sandwich, a milk and an apple that the school provides for lunch detentions.
Well tonight my friend Darcy invited me to this local concert. So hopefully that will take me out of my misery for tonight.
When the shades have been pulled shut
this house is haunted
it's so pathetic
it makes no sense at all
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away
this stupid poem could fix this home
I read it everyday
Walking up to this dump i call 'home', I hear faint screams comming from the kitchen. "Welcome to paradise." I huffed under my breath while opening the door. There stands my mom and my stepdad arguing about nothing but everything. It's been like this everyday since she got remarried. She stops and takes her attention to me. " Your ten minutes late, you little bitch." Those words made me feel like a knife was piercing through my heart. I dodged her first attempt to slap me across the face, 'cause i knew that was comming. As soon as I moved my head back upward she hit me square in the face, just missing my nose. " Don't you ever, ever try to do that again. It'll be worse the second time, and I'm not afraid to do it either." Tears start stinging my eyes and running down my already brusing cheek. I grab my backpack off the floor and run up the stairs to my room, the only place i can escape from all of this shit.
As I slam the door I throw myself down on the bed, bury my face in my pillow, and cry like the Hoover Dam let loose. I grab my old tape player with my Smashing Pumpkins cassette in it from my backpack. I put the headphones on, and end up slipping into a deep sleep, hoping tomorrow will maybe be better.
***
Im trapped in a world that I can't take
Everything's unrealistic and fake
hiding out and planning my escape
I hope I'm not the only one
please call and rescue me tonight
I just wish that I could dissapear
someone take me far away from here
do you suppose there's more to life out there?
It's finally Friday, my only day where I can actually not get in trouble for being late home from school. Unfortunatley that doesn't apply for school. As again, I was late, having to sit in the detention room for luch. Which, may I add, consisted of a peanut butter sandwich, a milk and an apple that the school provides for lunch detentions.
Well tonight my friend Darcy invited me to this local concert. So hopefully that will take me out of my misery for tonight.
