Just Great
"You've got a great family and great friends."
My stepmother tells me.
My eyes swell up with tears as I think-
Yah but their all back home hundreds of miles away
"You don't know Everything." My stepmother adds.
I stand up and throw my plate away,
I want to puke up the stupid pancakes,
Like that would show them.
Instead I say nothing and silently retreat to my room.
As soon as the door closes I burst into tears,
A part of me wants to grab a knife and start,
"This is for Candice, this is for dad, this is for Hannah…"
But I refrain from doing so because I'm already bad enough.
So instead I curl up into a tight ball in the corner in the room,
And cry my eyes out,
I wish I could see them,
I haven't talked to any of them for months,
It's killing me.
Oh yes,
Everything is "Just Fine" here.