Three A.M.

My life is a Mess. A Mess. You can't hear me sobbing through text. I have friends, a mom, a sister, a brother, a stepdad. I have no love, nobody to care as I come stumbling in to my room with a bottle of Jack Daniel's to drunk to see 3inches in front of me. My brother in his room probably high on meth, my sister probably praying to satin, my mom probably getting raped by my step dads friends while he laughs. My name is Siren, and my life is a Mess.