Why Do You Want Me to Be Like the Family?

Who do you want me to be like?
Uncle Eric, a drunk with no control?
Like you? A bitch that don't give a fuck?
Cousin Donna? An annoying freak that cant keep her mouth closed?
Grandpa a selfish jerk that self centered and caress for him self?
Great grandpa? A preacher who molests and is a Hippocratic?
Dad? So drugged up on meds and checked out he don't know his kids ages?
Davy? A know it all and thinks he can boss any one around and is a backstabber?
James? A rapist and child molester and a convict?
Alisha? A slut who uses for money and treats you like crap?
I don't get it? The family is FUCKED UP!
And i didn't even name the whole family! or all about the people i named!
Why do you want me to be like the family?
Im already screwed up and lost being here on earth why make it worse?
You didn't seem to mind any thing about what James was doing!
Even though it was obvious!
You think im rude and dis-respectable to Donna and Davy,
But do you see how they talk to me and Tarah?
And when Uncle Eric is drunk, he talks nasty about my mother!
and he talks about what James did to me...
Alisha almost killed me by not telling me she laced stuff she gave me,
with black heroin and it literary almost killed me!
An yet you still let her come up, then when she leaves you make my life,
A living hell and accuse me of getting things from her...
You know what im done...
I am Trissy Kay Loer! I love to party! I love to write! I love loud music!
That shakes the whole house!
AND I ANTE GONNA LISTEN TO YOU!
Cause you don't like to listen to me and when you do i get in trouble!
So im playing it on the safe side and ignoring you and the rest,
of the family! expect my mother and my siblings!
♠ ♠ ♠
im sorry about the length of the poem..... i just feel so much.. n it ante too much of a poem idk...