Trust

Trust me. I hate myself.
Chop my head off and throw it on a shelf.
I thought you were family.
Now I finally see that it was all show .

Where and when I stay I shouldn't go.
So stop acting like you care.
You just aren't fair.
But life isn't I either so that's what I can compare.

Stop. Just stop. I don't need your pity.
You all just think you're all witty.
This isn't an explicit poems so I can't just you're all just sh***y.
I just did.

Oh well I hope you all just go to hell.