I hate my mom’s reasoning.

She gets mad when I tell her that I’m sure as fuck going to dorm because I don’t want to live at home.

Like really!? 

There is no incentive to live at home, all I do is become angrier, crazier and whatnot.

She NEVER makes the food I like, only that she, Mike and Victor like. Like what the fuck am I supposed to eat?! If she’s gonna make food she should make food we all like. I’m pretty sure I’d eat better food at the damn ass cafeteria. 

I’m always being ignored, so why am I gonna stay here?

I NEVER GO OUT, and yet they tell me no when I ask to go somewhere.

So after all this why should I stay? 

There is basically nothing for me at home. 

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY