i'm exhausted

why do u guys always have to fight

i'm not sad but this ^ this is killing me

u guys fight over the smallest thing

when one of u leave the room

ur eyes would be darting all over the place waiting to pounce on me

i'm frustrated

i'm nt taking any sides

its no any of ur fault

but they one to blame is both of you

yes not any of you...

yes i mean the both of you

why they hell do u want to use me as the punching bag

why?

i'm nt sad...i just feel like throwing something to the wall

smash it and then smile

get over yourself

u're 40 not 18

grow up...