Hurt...

Ever had the feeling when you were always in the wrong?
That feeling that you can’t do anything because you’ll be named rude?
I’m feeling it right now.
I feel like I’m the worst person in the world.
Am I that bad?
Why does she think that I am an ungrateful piece of crap?
Do I not deserve what I have?
I may not look like I’m not doing as much
But I know that I deserve the comforts that I have.
Maybe I still have to prove it to you.
But what can I do?!?!?!
I’m a kid?!?!
You yourself gave me the notion that I’m ONLY a kid.
You say I can’t live without you.
You say I’m the only one you’ve got.
You say that I will always need you.
Then help me!
Help me be a better person!
You say that you know better.
Then guide me.
You say I’m confused.
Then help me.
You say so many wrong things about me.
Sorry.
I can’t be perfect.
Now you say I’m over reacting.
Sorry again.
This is what a teenager does.
I know you went through childhood too.
Why the anger?
Why the angst?
I’m so scared.
I love you.
But why do you do this to me?
Don’t you know it’s your job to care for me?
I’m hurt…