Perpetually Imperfect...
You fight.
We fight.
We yell.
We scream.
You curse.
I cry.
Why?
I'm tired.
I'm done.
I need a break
from everything.
Sister,
why do you make me say things
that I don't want to say?
I hate you!
No I don't.
I'm mad.
You're mad.
We yell.
Now Mom cusses
at us.
It stings.
It brings
tears to my eyes.
I'm sorry.
No I'm not.
I'm mad, pissed.
Gramma yells at Mom.
Mom yells at Gramma.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Perpetually.
Sister yells at both.
And me.
Sister always yells at me.
We fight.
We yell.
We scream.
You curse.
I cry.
Why?
I'm tired.
I'm done.
I need a break
from everything.
Sister,
why do you make me say things
that I don't want to say?
I hate you!
No I don't.
I'm mad.
You're mad.
We yell.
Now Mom cusses
at us.
It stings.
It brings
tears to my eyes.
I'm sorry.
No I'm not.
I'm mad, pissed.
Gramma yells at Mom.
Mom yells at Gramma.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Perpetually.
Sister yells at both.
And me.
Sister always yells at me.