What Would I Do?

I woke up and I realized that I'm not dead, my suicide attempt was a fabrication in my head

I feel a wave of sadness, my dad still doesn't want me, my mama killed herself and the woman there was my auntie

She just looks disheveled, angry at the world, she just left the funeral

She looks like a spitting image of my mother, she's beautiful, but she opens her mouth and in a nasty tone

"You're staying with me and don't you try to go anywhere on your own"

I follow her to her Toyota, she drives to her house

I see my cousin, eyeliner on her face in a black blouse

Auntie locks the door and starts to make dinner

I go up to my room, my attempt wasn't a winner

I hear them talking shit downstairs about me being here