It could be a little different

Can I just hate you? Thanks. Probably you're still wondering who you are and I'll tell you now. I wish you could be my date, my friend, the guy in the corner that sells popcorn or whoever in my life that made me sick for a moment. The worse part of it is that you are my Dad and you are the one that is making me sick. So, please, stay away and let me breathe for a second. Such a shame of a parent doing this with its own daughter. I hate you and I know I am not a thirteen-year-old-rebel...It has been like this for my whole life. Seriously, what the hell do you want from me? I am so fucking tired and I can't stand this anymore. I'm about to blow up and cry over and over and I got a fever today! Shit. All I do is wrong or not worth it for you. Ok, I am complaining to my own. If there were something I could do, I'd surely be doing this right now...but no. I'm doing nothing and keeping quiet.