Someday

Someday I'll be gone, and she'll sit there wondering what happened. she'll wonder why I don't call and feel used and tossed aside and that will be the best revenge I can get. That's how she is, she abuses the shit out of you and then cries when you don't want to talk to her. I knew even when I was little it was best to just sit and take it until it was over, and then to go hide the second she turned her back. I miss that house with the spot I could get into the walls and hide there.. I can't hide now, but someday I'll be gone.. one way or another.
As for now? I missed the buss because I have one pair of pants appropriate for summer school and I wore them yesterday, not like, on pair I think looks good on me, one pair period. Complained out loud about not having anything to wear (that was the big mistake) and they started yelling at me about how I don't care about anything so why should they get me more and that turned into what a fucking freak I am and how little I help them and how stupid I am.. and then they left. I don't have a phone (they shut off the house phone and refuse to get me one) so even if I had someone to call for help (which I don't) I couldn't.
Someday I'll be gone.. I just wish today was that day.