My Life and How She Ruinedit (Part 2 the End of the Poem)

She lies She cheats She steals She breaks stuff She has jealousy She gets me in trouble And she’s stress free She doesn’t have a conscious She doesn’t have a brain She doesn’t have a life so she toys with mine She wrecks lives And ruins the mood She always has to be in the spotlight And destroys all happiness unless it deals with her! Here comes my mom Mad as can be Probably coming to come and crush me It seems like she hates me And my dad too But I guess I’ll never know And neither will you! She will forever She’ll know it all If she hates me If she wants to crush me But some things she couldn’t know Like how I don’t know if I’m mad but I’m crying Or if I’m sad cause I’m writing this. Or bored or frustrated I think I’m just upset Cause of her and mom is right In my opinion she should die and be taken to hell I lie lifeless by my stuffed animal on my bed As I lie and I think of what is to be I end up thinking of her and how she would soon be But I’m not too concerned It doesn’t include me But I hope she ends up rotting in hell where she deserves to be. But if she somehow ends up in heaven she will nowhere be close at all To me and my family But heaven could have crappy rooms If they do I hope she gets one And if they’re all full take a homeless druggie out and put her in. I can’t stop thinking I learned it all from her! I’ll loose all my friends Cause I found them through her. All the guy’s I meet through her But I will meet some more