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Letter To My Family

My voice cries out for you to hear you turn arround and pretend im not near. The sorrow I cry for you to change but it seems to me your heart is out of range. I try my hardest to be my best, but it turns out that in your eyes I am just some pest. So I'll bow my head from this day on, and let you ignore my cries as your day roles on. This will be the last time you hear from me, because my pain is always ignored I'll let you be. No more voice will fill yor ears, and my nightmares now become real as I do fear. Im tired of being the one that dad does take his anger out. I've tried to speak up but to no avial he won't listen. My only hope was that you my brother and sister would back me up. Though it turns out you could only complain about him when he is not arround. I don't care that you think I am right or wrong in this subject, I only wish that you would just pick a side. Agree with me and I'll be the same tommorrow, denie me the truth and silence from my mouth is all you'll ever hear. I'm tired of being beaten down and it's time for you to help me up. If not you'll lose the best thing you ever did have, and that is my voice and my love Love Your own blood Brandon

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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