I'm so sick of all this

Why is it that every time I say something,its always turns out wrong?
Why is it always my fault?
I have to listen to complains everyday.From my Mum and my Grandma.
Now,I can still take it but I don't know if I still can in time to come.
I already have school and myself to worry about.
I don't need to worry about someone OLDER than me.
Someone who I use to regard highly but now,my respect for you has gone down the drain.
Someone who I use to call...SISTER.


Where have you been Sis?
Where were you when I needed you?
I always try to call you or Kak Lydia but all I get is a voicemail.
I don't want to call you just to share my sorrows you know.
I want to talk to you about everything.About my school,my friends,my fucking grades.
Everytime I talk to you,you're always telling me that I have to know where I stand.
I'm the younger one and you're the older one.
Yes.YOU ARE THE OLDER ONE BUT HAVE YOU ACT LIKE ONE SINCE THESE PAST FEW MONTHS?
You have not been home since God knows when and you keep on your contradictions.

Its get tedious thinking about it.
You know,I'm over this all this.
You can go lead your fucking life.
I don't care anymore because you don't too.

and go pay your fucking bills and meet your lawyer..
You can take your clothes and her clothes too so I can really tidy up this room.

Fuck you