Letter - You Kill Me

Dear Mom -
I don't know how to say this, but I'm tired of you. Tired of how you beat me up all the time. Tired of blaming everthing on me. Well guess what, this is your fault! It's your fault that I'm cutting, and it's your fault that I think about death all the time. You want to know why I run away? I run away to get away from you!! I don't tell you where I go when I'm out with friends, because I want to get away. Away from the pain you put me through. Away from you!! I'm tired of you putting me down, making me feel like I don't belong, and most of all... for making me feel like it's all my fault. Well, I know it's not my fault that dad cheated on you and left you. I know it's not my fault that you're going to have cancer from smoking! I know it's not my fault that I can't concentrate on homework because I hear you yelling! I know it's not my fault that everytime you screw up, it's not my fault!! So stop blaming me! I can't take it!! So, guess what, you win! Goodbye to you, and goodbye to the world.

Love,
Your Daughter

P.S. - ...I hate you...