Why

Why does she think
This is so bad
Just cuz
Someone else has
Offered a sugestion
That she thinks i may like
She's gonna say no
Just cuz thats wat she's like
I hate my life
My world
My dreams
I hate everything
My mom thinks i'm fine
When really i'm not
I cry every nite
Because of my fright
She don't know my stress
She don't know my fears
She don't know anything bout me
She thinks she does
She believes she does
But really to her i'ma emptey shell
I'm gonna prove
I'm gonna show
Everything i've wonted to before
She will see
What i've grown up to be
A little devil child
With a inocent smile
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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September 29, 2009 at 5:00 AM
What a sad write. Sounds like the two of you need to sit down and have a talk. And listen to each other thoughts and feelings. Love, Carol
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