Why cant things be simple?
Is that really too much to ask for?
I hate this.
I had a giantastic fight with my ever-loving mother.
Fuck her.
All we ever fight about is school and grades.
Fuck that.
What does she expect me to do?
I try.
She doesnt get it.
She never has.
I was her angel, so long ago.
She said she used to be so proud.
Now, look at me
Im not a druggie
I go to school everyday
I call whenever i go anywhere
I dont swear at her
Or hit her
Im good to her
Just my grades
Which are not even that bad
Im only failing one thing
Fuck you, mom.

Right now
Im running out of ideas
Im at the end up my rope.
Help me?

Sometimes, i feel so alone.

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