never know
i hate you
it was just a game
that only you played
now i am ashamed
and you were able to fade
while i had dealt
with the pain and the tears
that had to be felt
over the years.
you will never know
what you have done
that has caused me to feel so low
but don't forget you now have a son
that has to grow up
without a real family
this is what it is, yup
to finally know the real me.
it's not that easy
for me to be so angry
in fact it makes me queasy
but you tore and ripped at me
whenever you had a chance
instead of being the sister
that would help me advance
every morning i look in the mirror
"why do i have to look like her?"
This poem was written by rsimons on Jun 06, 2008.
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deep very deep.
i really like it!
and Im sry you feel this way but this would be the best way to vent instead of punching the mirror=]