DISCLAIMER: I FACKING KNOW FAKENESS ISN'T A WORD SO SHUT IT. I AM NOT IN THE MOOD AND THIS IS REALLY JUST A VENT SINCE I CAN'T VENT TO MY COUSIN WITHOUT THE PERSON THIS POEM IS ABOUT HEARING ME. ALSO, I PUT DRAGON INSTEAD OF MY REAL NAME IN THE POEM. I'M NOT READY FOR THAT YET. (READ AUTHOR'S NOTE AFTER POEM)
I see your lack of realness
hidden behind a wall of fakeness.
In fact,
we all do,
but most are just too polite to point it out.
I can't say a thing or
I will surely get in trouble,
but only because I am a kid
and you are an adult.
If I were to say anything
my input wouldn't matter,
my opinions would fly through the air,
never even reaching your ears.
Or rather,
you'll hear my opinions
and decide that I have no brain so
certainly I got the opinions from my father.
Why are you here?
I mean seriously,
why
are
you
here?
All you do is create drama
and arguments,
constantly making
false claims and threats.
Why do you keep saying you'll leave
but you don't actually do so?
It wouldn't bother me,
I never liked you anyway,
still don't to this day and
I've known you since I was nine.
I see through your fakeness
and honestly,
it pisses me off.
My family doesn't gaf
about the stuff that you do
because unfortunately they already
know the real you.
Whenever family comes over
somehow it turns into Dragon do this
and Dragon do that.
Fudge off.
Leave before I flame you with
a spew of fire out of my mouth.
You irritate me to know end,
starting arguments about the same dumb bs
that you've known was going to happen
at least since I was ten.
I won't explicitly say stuff because
you Wattpadians reading this don't needa know
all about my personal life like that,
but let me tell you this,
she is a class one bish
and I really don't like her
AT ALL.
Too many times do I find myself
dreading going home because
it's your work from home day
and you'll basically be at the house
All. Gamn. Day.
I am sick of your bs and I
just wanted to let you know,
if I ever run away
or move really, really far away,
it's because of you.
I am usually not mean like this
and I don't like talking bad about people
most times, but you sincerely piss me off
and I literally can't do anything about it because
you are married into.... *gags* my "family".
But just so you know,
you will never be my mother,
in fact,
my own mother is barely my mother.
You two are basically the same person,
similar traits, same false claiming.
I thought when you came
things would be different.
I thought that
I might actually get a mother
that would be near me and actually see me,
but no, you're just like her.
Neither of you pay attention to my swimming,
neither of you listen to a word I say,
and both of you piss me off.
Neither of you
are really like motherly figures to me.
Literally the closest one that comes to that
is my great aunt.
So not even my aunt,
my father's aunt.
Wow.
Someone who really shouldn't even
be acting motherly to me in the first place
is more of a mother than you will ever be.
You annoying little vibe killer lucka bucka annoying arse bish gosh just leave you freaking piss me off you better not participate in my family reunion because YOU ARE NOT FAMILY.
I'm done.
A/N
I'm pissed off. Fudge this shiz. Gamn look at how many times I almost cursed in here. That's how you know I am upset. All this for what? I just wasted precious time writing this and not even for someone worthy of my time. Plus, the person will never read this. I will never let her enter my realm called Wattpad. If I ever do publish this book, I won't put this in it. I'll leave it on Wattpad as a bonus chapter or something. Gosh that lady makes me so angry! I even lost my appetite and I am actually hungry af and now I have a headache and am dizzy from not eating. I can't bring myself to eat now because I'm so pissed. Anytime I look at food I just feel like throwing up. Fudge you. Really, fudge you. I am sure this is exactly what you wanted in the first place.
Anyway, I probably won't be updating any stories or anything until Tuesday because I just got back from camp Thursday and my family reunion started Friday and doesn't end until Sunday evening. Also, I'm going to Virginia so I'll have to probably update late Monday. If I don't update Monday, that means I was too tired.
Song of chapter: Bish Don't Kill My Vibe by Kendrick Lamar.