Just Me
My life is not my own,
its spiralling out of control.
their grip is oh so tight,
Its destroying my very soul.
The hurtful things that they say,
no matter what I do.
I seem to hear it all the time,
so all of it must be true.
I dream that they will change their minds,
and maybe even care.
But I can not get my hopes up,
I wouldn't even dare.
There is no space or time for me,
they got better things to do.
So I think I will stop this hurtful dream
and accept that it's all true.
I just want want to let you know I'm sorry,
That I let you down
. How better all of your lives would be,
if I wasn't even around.
Dec 21, 2019.
Copyright © Dianna Duplessie | Year Posted 2019
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