I got tired of people who really thought they knew me,
Your not grateful, she's always mad, But they didn't know I Really was sad,I tried to not speak because I was always wrong, I kept it all in and tried to be strong,
You'll never guess the life I had lived , where I've drown in tears for all those years,
Hurting is hurt where I felt so bad, but no one experience that pain I had,
Id smile in their their face so they wouldn't ask "what's wrong with you?" So I'd say something new,
I told them to be my real friend, don't ask me why, just leave me there to sit and cry,
I didn't need their help they where just trying to start mess for me to accept,
I was better alone when I was at home, locked in my room, when they just assume.
Assume I was not listening when which I did, and I heard every word I have to admit
They called me a no one and low down fool, they thought I was stupid and started me home school.
Then I was thirteen ready to leave, they thought they knew I could not believe,
I proved them wrong and that they didn't see, who I really was to really be.
They thought they knew ,but had no clue who I was to be, and that was the real me. So now today I look back, and say I am me and strong, and no one can tell me wrong!
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Poems by me
PoetryMy parents are divorced and my dad is hurtful to me. He doesn't know how much he puts me through. I wrote this toward my feelings for him...most of it anyway