So Bad

Don’t you just hate that?
When he’s shaking and breaking
Over someone who wasn’t worth his fucking tears.

Don’t you just hate that?
When everyone thinks he was such a saint
Though he hated your mother and almost abused your father.

Don’t you just hate that?
When you see her dead eyes
And hear her screaming for someone who will never hold her again.

Don’t you just hate that?
When the world crumbles around you
Only to get built back up again with new ideals.

Don’t you just hate that?
When you cry because they’re all breaking
Shaking the coffin, and dieing a little. For him.

And they think you’re with them, crying
For him. When you want so bad to hate him, but you can’t.
I so fucking hate that.

Don’t you just hate that?
When the world keeps going
And you’re still staring at the same dead body.

A/N: In memory of my Papaw Russell's funeral. His funeral was a HUGE wake up call for me. Both my father and my Nana broke completely down. My father - I really don't want to talk about what happened. But my Nana basically when Catatonic for a few minutes. It scared the shit out of everyone. This is basically something that I just wrote randomly a few minutes ago when I was thinking back on what happened. I thought things like that (people screaming at funerals and such) didn't happened in real life. Or at least not to anyone close to me, but I was wrong.

I know it's not the best peom, but whatev. I hope people somewhat like it! :D

andhearts!