Dear parents

I love you, But I hate this game, I want you to still love me, But I'm tired of feeling this shame, I want to be happy, And at this point I don't know who's to blame, Because I hate where I am, And I dread hearing you call my name, And hey Dad, I really don't want to be afraid of you anymore, But I can only think of that time you beat me, Because I slammed a door. And hey Mom, I'm really tired of feeling so wrong, Of feeling so sick when I realized you lied again, But I guess you will always keep singing the same song, Can you blame me, For wanting to leave so badly?