Kat Dixon Poet Rhyme

Loosing Myslef...

Looking at the picture of myself
Beautiful sitting on the top shelf
Parents fighting mom is crying
A smile and laugh thats really lying
Dad working hard but not hard enough
No clothes no money times get rough
I dont cry i just close my door and write
Bringing to my heart that innosent light
Only 8 and all i wanted do is shout
Only 13 and drugs were my way out
15 an I ran away with my bestfriend
Everything was better till it had to end
By 16 i was a mess  and kicked out 
and still dont know what lifes about
Looking at the picture of myself
Lost and sitting on the top shelf

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Robin L. Gass October 13, 2009 at 10:17 AM This is such moving and beautifully written poetry. It is sad that you have had so much pain so young. I hope that things have gotten better. You have talent in expressung yourself. I hope you still write. Love, Robin