Only one that can care for me is ME

"Your just a sixteen year old braty CHILD"
My step dad yells as I beg and beg and beg to get outa my house.
Im tired.
My house is a bio hazard with 50 somthing violations including health code.
I dont want to be here.
I dont.
I dont.
I dont.
Later on he said, "Because I dont want her to come" after breaking down. I said "Your not her puppet master."
Why did all my other friends get to be normal, why did they get all the normal things that life get to offer. And I got nothing. Like my life was a empty hole that cant be filled. Like I am deformed.
The world child demeans me, and he knows it.
I scream back, "You said SIXTEEN dumbass. Im not a child." "Oh well your not a adult."
As they left I screamed out the window "Dont let your puppet master control your mouth"
I knew it. I said "Dont speak for her" and he was like "Whatever I can speak for her" or control or whatever but thats what he ment.
This here proves he does not love me. For he has never said it naturally, or cared about me.
Ive come to learn in this life the only hand you have to hold is your own.
I have no one to care. No one to care. Nobody that understands, me and why I am here.
No one in the flesh, like always. No one.
Brother has left me without a warning but im sure he never cared inthe first place.
I have no one. No one. I relized for sure I have been lonley all my life.
I mean What mother pushes a crying kid of her shoulder when her beloved pet just got ran over and killed in front of her eyes.
A sick one. Mentally sick. My sister got out of it away and free.

No wonder the phone never goes, "RING RING"
Because she is flying.
And my wings were clipped my a evil sadistic pig step father.

I used to fly, everywhere. But that died along with "Will you marry me" and marriage I did not even know of.
Im alone, alone alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone im DEAD.

I only have myself who I talk to.

Ive learn this world is harsh, harsh, harsh and learned that there a thing called screat agendas.
I saw family slit there wrist, threaten to kill themselves, most of the time becasue of me they say. Threaten me. Beat me.
Scar me. Try to mangle me in a car wreck. Burn me with water. Smack me so blood flys across the bath tub. And step dad holds me down so I can lissen to why that happen, because I was locked out of the hotel room purposly and crying to loud and long it seems. Left for hours alone on my own, mother speeding away in a car still i chase after and get in. Or chase until I cant catch up anymore. Boy my legs got strong afer that after numerous times. Left alone in a motel all day almost everyday. Left with my sister and grandmother abandind my mom. On and off lots of times. Crying till I vomit stomache acid and ruin the floor and mother complains. My parents doing drugs with my teenage sister. Neglecting me. Oh so much.
No one cares for anybody anymore in this world and I hate it. Why I used to ask. Then I saw why, they only care about what they can get and benifit. Then people wonder why I lash out with my temper. They expect me to hold this in? What has this world come to.
Sometimes I think if people lived in my shoes for 16 years they'll be shocked im still standing

End of Today
Love and Light
Starkid/Amanda