You

you.
yes you woman of destruction.
I listen to your pointless stories about.
you.

You
yes you mother
can you truly see
that your the one
running blades down my skin?
dont you see i dont care for anyone but
you.

You
and i laugh with delerious laughter
as you scorn me for momentous dreams
you only want me here
to help
you.

Does it hurt you to know
that i am not happy here
that i cannot bare to see you cry
cant leave becaue
i cant leave my sisters deal with...
You.

yes.

You.

woman of nothing but pain.
Your angry addictions to self harm and alchihole
hurt us to
your closed ears cannot here our screams
for help
because you can only see you.

Only you.
and i wish to hell youd see
that we no longer want to be here
that we wish to move on and would
if it wasnt for you.

yes. mum. you.