When will it rest.

Nagging you'll never get it right.

Taunting you won't keep any of it, the loss will be all. 

Didn't think i would amount to anything. 

Didn't think I would be good enough due to the squash. 

Ain't it so not funny, the effects of the guilt trips. 

The strangle family ties have on the pre hung man. 

History how much have you tainted me. 

When does it rest those insure emotions. 

When will it be put to rest my anger towards the end. 

Nag all you like, it would be stupid to keep company with the non assuring, you owe me. 

Told you so just itching to be said, would be oh so glad if you were sad and in misery. 

Why does no one just be happy to be free, free from a bad person, a bad outlook,  bad news for your conscience, bad feelings they harbor to push buttons with. 

Is the only choice not to pretend anymore. 

Admit that they are not what's best for you. 

And wait for the rath. 
The not at rest until they ruin the lives, livelihood, and loves of those who stop obeying. 

Get rid.
For your own puke is enough to re swallow. 

Get sensible about the unfair. 
And the tolerable that you cheese grater against. 

Tend to make trouble when they can't figure out how to happy themselves. 

Tend to loose your ambition when you can't figure out how to match the haven't . 

How can they claim that they love you, when what they do destroys a child like part of you. 

Rest assured that you will be able to remain you, no matter what they do. 

Bar out the tiredness and into the light. 

Sounds exhausting just thinking about it.