In the Full View of Things
In the full view of things
people will always be harsh
People will always be stuck up
Nobody will ever try to help
Whenever I cry for someone to help
Nobody comes....
Sometimes I think I am not crying loud enough to hear
But then I relize,
They only pretend not to hear
He tells me he cares
But I know he lies
He ALWAYS lies....
No matter how hard I try
No matter what I do
He still is not satisfied
He and his frankinstine bride
Be forwarned... the tale about step mothers.... is true.
They always lie....
They think I am insane
So they send me to this person
She calls herself a consoler... haha.....
She doesn't have a clue
She lies, she knows nothing of privet thoughts, and should not be called a counsoler.
What do they know any way....
My mind is my mind
No one elses to invade
But if you're brave enough to try
Good luck getting out... well ...you could say the same
My mind is always busy
I can't remember a time when I wasn't thinking
About the past
About things I could have said or done
Or about the future I wish could be true
I don't know who to trust..... except for one........
My mom
My sweet and loveing mother
She is my everything
I love and trust her
More than I can say
I trust her I love her....
My mom knows me better than anyone I know
She knows my fears, dreams, and hopes
She loves me
She trust me
She is the one who helped me when no one would
I hate him......
The man poseing as a father
The man who was never there for me
The person I want to be the farthest away from
I am forced to live with
By a boges court
Full of hypocrits and morons
Why should they get to pick.......
They tell me where I get to go
They tell me I don't know
OH but I do
I know more than they could possibly dream of knowing
Seven years I had been hideing
Seven years I have known
He is a heartless monster
I was there.....
All they had was papers
I wasn't even aloud in the room
I had all the proff they needed
Seven years of experence
But it didn't matter
One day we will be home with our mother where we belong.
Copyright © Shelby Trisler | Year Posted 2011
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