It seems like when it comes to my family I never get the benefit of the doubt. Why is it that everyone seems to be ready to blame me for everything that happens. Not only am I the first suspect but but I get convicted of it before anyone even comes to ask me about it.
I can say I didn't do something till I'm blue in the face, but that doesn't seem to change their minds. Especially when it comes to my brother. His car gets dented and now the passenger side door won't open and guess who he automatically blames. Yep, that's right me. Then he doesn't even come and talk to me about it. He goes right to telling our mother that it was me and she believes him without asking me if it's true.
I'm not writing this just to complain. It's usually not this bad, but just once I would like my family to give me the benefit of the doubt. Just once I'd like them to believe me when I say I didn't actually do something. But somehow I don't believe it. Well, I'll believe it when I see it.
TNT,
Words by Ali
