Everyone wonders why I'm so sad
why my self esteem is so bad
Why my smile always seems so forced
The voices I always hear just sound so hoarse
What ever I do doesn't seem to be good enough
The things given to me such as love and luck are just tough
Wanting to fall into this endless pit
my mothers words are knives being thrown in a fit
My tears were her energy drink
Now she's trying to get them after every blink
My heart sore and torn wishing I was never born
Killing my self seems the only way to take out her thorns
I sit against the wall tears falling freely
Her words are never healing
My sanity crumbling as do my walls
Wishing I can just get up and walk not crawl
I'll never end up being perfect like he
I'll never be the daughter they want me to be.
JE LEEST
Trail of words
PoëzieSo I've been writing poetry for the past three years and I've decided to start making a book out of them. I hope you all like them : )
