My mom keeps yelling at me about little things, One cup I didn’t wash, And she’s calling me fat? I don’t even think I’m fat really, I weigh 126 pounds. She’s thinking about sending me to boot camp, I don’t even know why. She hates me for no reason? Once, she tried to kill me because she found out I liked the same gender, And she yells at me about my grades, They’re all B’s and A’s. She’s currently yelling at me as I write this, I honestly wish I lived with my dad. Living with her is hell.