Brat

It
feels like
I've
lost
my
best friend.

Useless, pathetic child.
That's me.
Irresponsible, stupid.
Shouldn't be trusted with anything.

How
could
I let it
break?

How
could
I be so
careless?

I hate this feeling, this guilt, this clutz, this fool, this girl.
If I can't trust my self with something small
How do I expect myself to trust myself with something real, proper, meaningful.

Grow up, already.
Take responsibility, girl.
Use those eyes and figure out what's happening in the world around you.
Stop day dreaming, stop whatever your doing.
It's time to pay attention, it's time to be responsible.
No more shit, no more I'm innocent crap.
For crying out loud - your sixteen in a week.
You can't act like this at sixteen, you shouldn't even be acting like this at fifteen.
You should of stopped this a long time ago.
So get over yourself, use that damn brain of yours.
Learn already!
In the end, I spose you will always be a stupid girl.
Not smart enough to even be mature.
A useless piece of shit is what you are.
Your not deserving, your not worthy to get anything.
Learn to value what you've got, cause fuck, you've got it good.
You've got it so good.
Spoilt, little brat.
Can't even appreciate what you've got, truly pathetic.