Honestly I feel bad for you,
It must be a hard life,
Always being the victim,
I give you some much strife,
Living with three "cut throat bitches",
At least the alcohol drowns us out,
Though whenever I'm "judgy" about it,
I make you want to shout.
We should be easier on you,
Not argue with each other so much,
We could probably do more too,
Its our job to be your crutch.
I agree with everything you've said,
Maybe if I do you'll be happy with me,
If I do everything and nod along my debt will be paid,
And we will all be at peace.
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry
PoetryMy only escape is through my writing. Welcome to my world ~ It's not very pretty, but I hope it makes you feel something. *Cover credit; Kaylannette
