You make me sick!

Everytime I find hope in something small

to aliviate my tensions and stresses.

Everytime I call for quaint moderate respect- I'm told that I should just shut up and deal with it. Everytime I wonder why all should be so difficult in this life.

Why is so damn hard to get along with each other? Why? You make me sick!

I can't handle it any longer.

You should listen to your only brother.

You should play nice with your mother.

You should shut up and deal with it!

 

But you make me sick! Why? 

You make sick!?!