Fine.
If you are content to let her walk all over you
And the rules you set in this house,
Don't expect me to feel sympathy for you.
If you don't even have the guts to say anything,
Then I won't speak up for you anymore.
She's your daughter-in-law.
Speak up for yourself.
If you are going to keep on like this,
Then stop complaining about it.
You're the one who lets her keep on.
And thanks for just throwing me over the edge.
Thanks for not backing me up.
Thanks for looking at me like I'm an alien.
Thanks for ignoring me.
Thanks for making me the outcast.
I love this.
This is what I live for:
Being the outsider.
But hey, I tried speaking up for you.
I told you I would.
You promised you'd back me up.
You didn't.
You looked at me as if I was insane.
I should've known.
And I can't say anything about it to you,
Because then you'll be all pissed off at me.
I even asked her to stop NICELY.
Do you know how hard that was?
I wasn't attacking her.
I was so nice about it.
And now everyone's ignoring me.
I love it.
Now I remember why I hate living.
I'm sick of dealing with people.
I'm sick of myself.
I'm sick of being the
DAMNED FREAK!!!!!!
No, no, I'm not supposed to judge others.
I forget.
I'm the one at fault.
Everything is my fault.
My bad.
You're off the hook.
Whatever.
Besides... I'm the only one that gets insulted constantly every Sunday...
So don't complain to me...
