I Can't Breathe

It's getting harder and harder... why do I bother? today I did the dishes without them telling me to and loaded them and cleaned the counters and the table.. but I still have the disappointing label.. my mom deserves a better daughter she does I won't lie but I've been trying so damn much it's so damn easy to cry... my grades this semester have been nothing but A's and B's..my dad said he was proud of me and that made me feel a nice breeze, I breathed and it was good then my stepdad told my mom if she saw what I was wearing like I couldn't hear him and that breath was so quick my heart is like an on and off switch I can't take it anymore my heart is so damn sore.. bruised, cut, and so much more please let my heart breathe without asking for it like a bore I can't breathe I said I can't breathe, I'll say when I'm officially gone and dead..