My Sister is a Bitch.

My bloody sister.
Getting on my nerves.
As usual.

So I hit her
A couple of times.
Not even any bruises.

Attention-seeking
Bitch.
She is.

Whinging
And complaining
And bitching

To anyone
Who will listen
To her.

Always about me.
They talk
As though I'm not there.

I'm only in the
Other room.
I can hear.

Bitch.
Shut the fuck up
And get a life.

You only want
People to sympathise for you
And hate me.

Well you got it.
Now they do.
I'm sure.

And that fucking hurts.
It's not nice
To feel like you're hated.

You have no bloody idea
At what
Goes on with me.

There's a lot more to me
Than just yelling
And sometimes violent outbursts.

I hate everything.
But I don't want to hate him.
He unknowingly hurts me.

None of you
Know that,
Either.

You think
You can just take everything
At face value.

Well here's news:
You can't.
Not with me.

There's so much more
Than what I let you see.
But you don't care.

Bitch.
Continue fucking talking.
I hate every fucking thing, anyway.

Love from, Me.
xx