A Life of Being Mistreated

Why are you so shady?

All I ever do for you is support you 100 percent.

I give and I give, never wanting much.

You take and you take, never giving much.

Dont you see that in the end your the one killing me?

A night spent alone, cold, and depressed can change an outlook on life.

You once said you were sorry for flaking on me and all that stuff;

Yet saying sorry means you'll never do it again.

Here now, I find myself in a very familar situation

"Adjust","Change", thats what our yearbook said last year;

I guess thats what I'm going to have to do.

Here's to 19 years slowly fading away......

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2 comments so far.

1. Eddie Shadow says:

   this is such a in depth poem did u have problems???

2. Dan Finlayson says:

   just to let everyone know.....this is about my bestfriend, not my parents