Sunday, March 21, 2010

The Trials of My Perfect Sister's Life.

Bloody sister.
She's a fucking bitch.
Stupid comments.

I say something:
"No one cares."
"Shut up."

You shut up,
Bitch.
Slut.

No one fucking cares
About you.
Bitch.

That's a lie.
They do.
Everyone cares

About my goody-two-shoes
Whinging, ass-kissing,
Bitch of a sister.

Not about me.
She thinks she
Is so fucking hard-done-by.

False.
She has no idea
At what it's like to be angry,

To hurt, to feel pain
Like I do.
She lives the sheltered life

Of a favoured princess.
Gets what she wants.
Always defended.

I hurt myself.
An idea
She couldn't fathom,

Not even in her
Scariest nightmares.
Cause she doesn't have nightmares.

Not like me.
She has
Mildly disturbing dreams.

The life of a bitch;
The life of my sister,
Must be a pleasant one.

Her biggest problems
Are me calling her names
And her group of friends fighting.

Ouch. That must hurt,
An awful fucking lot,
Bitch.

Toughen the fuck up.
"This steak is chewy..."
Fucking, spoilt, princess child.

Quit your fucked up singing,
Shut your stupid mouth,
And toughen up, bitch.

Love from, Me.
xx

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