"Bye #3"

"Bye #3"

By Arcassin Burnham

My life is pull like pulled pork awaiting the slaughter,

I must have ran out of fucks to give , pour a glass of water,

for all the thirsty greedy people,

like a newly sequel,

an ongoing cycle that'll never cease to,

Exist because I'm a used pawn in all of my family's bullshit,

time to break the cycle,

this is nothing new to a human's behavior  , it's like what joe jack did to 

Michael,

My luck hangs by a thread in everything that I do,

it's impossible to just be accepted,

In a family where they make money off your disability if you would just accept it,

twenty something applications and three interviews I feel like I'm not going nowhere,

problems stack on top of problems , i just wanna live drama free with some peace

and despair,

 Hi,

I will be nothing if i died,

pretend you care is just a lie,

like how do you all sleep at night,

the city hates me, not surprised,

she never helped with all the bullying

she never helped open my eyes,

i think my mother is a joke ya'll,

and from the ashes i will rise.

"Don't let anybody pull you down with them".

- Arcassin B.