You..

You...
your car smells funny.
you closet smells the same.
you always put me down.
you try to make me feel lame.

you...
i'm sick of your shit.
you always make me cry.
i try to be what you want.
but then i would be a lie.

you...
for some reason you always have to be right.
i hate the way you yell at me trying to make me learn.
why do you think yelling and making me cry will help?
all i feel inside is this never ending burn.

you...
you tried to teach me
but everything started to go down hill.
you know sometimes i wish you would die.
and forget me in your will.

you...
why must you continue to hurt me?
when you leave the house i let out a long sigh.
sometimes you can say unbearable things to me.
sometimes the things are too harsh and make me want to die.