When?

Have you yet to learn that I am at wits end?
That I am about to crumble, about to cry.
Can't you see I am emotionally unstable?
That I'm holding on with fingertips, about to fall.
When will it stop?
The yelling, the hate.
When?
Do you notice your animosity towards each other, is enough to kill?
Enough to kill my happiness, my love for you two. My parents
When will it stop?
The yelling, the hate.
When?
Have you yet to notice I can't love you?
That I hear the yelling and hate it, hate you.
When will it stop?
The yelling, the hate.
When?





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