Dreaming of a better tomorrow
Hey mom,
Can I show you something?
No I’m busy,
Go away.
Please mom,
It’s really important.
I said go away,
Do you understand what that means?
Yes but I really want to show you something,
Please.
I’m busy,
Get out.
But-
Go!
Fine,
Whatever.
Stupid brat,
I wish I got the abortion while I had the chance!
Me too,
I whisper too quietly for her to hear.
God your such a stupid fat fuck up,
Do everyone a favor and go slit your wrists.
I love you,
I mutter inaudibly slamming the door behind me.
Crying on my bed I crumple the note attached to my story,
All I wanted was for her to read it.
I throw it in the garbage,
Collapse on again on my bed and cry myself to sleep dreaming of a better tomorrow.
Can I show you something?
No I’m busy,
Go away.
Please mom,
It’s really important.
I said go away,
Do you understand what that means?
Yes but I really want to show you something,
Please.
I’m busy,
Get out.
But-
Go!
Fine,
Whatever.
Stupid brat,
I wish I got the abortion while I had the chance!
Me too,
I whisper too quietly for her to hear.
God your such a stupid fat fuck up,
Do everyone a favor and go slit your wrists.
I love you,
I mutter inaudibly slamming the door behind me.
Crying on my bed I crumple the note attached to my story,
All I wanted was for her to read it.
I throw it in the garbage,
Collapse on again on my bed and cry myself to sleep dreaming of a better tomorrow.