Monday, August 18, 2008 @Monday, August 18, 2008
She spits out her poison
kills again.
If u can raise ur voice
so can i.
Have u ever felt how it felt
when ure shaking whole body with anger
Even if im a nobody
Why must u keep doin tis to us
Our sorrow is your joy.
Ur wickedness
hits me inside n out
I didn even eat a single thing from my dinner plate
i threw my dinner all away
Why must u be so mean
I hate you
I even wish i could hurt u physically
You have made me hurt
For so many years
Do u know how bad how bad how fuckin bad i feel
inside.
All that hurt all that ive put up since small.
U are a christian even?
I spit to that.
I am a stepdaughter
But i am also a human.
Have u forgotten?
And i want to know.....
Can somebody answer me
I try to be a good person always
i smile courteously, i always try to help, i always try to make people smile
What then, have tis world given me
Many tell me you have a good life
Dont ever say that
when u dont know how i feel
U all tell me ur probs
But have u ever reached e point
U stand at e edge
n any moment u may choose to be dead den alive
It takes much more.
N when i feel that, carrying all of the pain so long,
Dont ever tell me that.
Soul less
Is what u find me.
In side this body,
Empty.
I went , walking in e heavy heavy rain
It couldnt wash away my wounds
But i felt so good
fuckin good
that my tears could go with e rain
The lightning strikes across like no ones buisness
It doesnt bother a fuck shit to me
Wat could be frightening?
I am all torn inside
Nobody cares.
N i hate u,
mother
Mother
It doesn mean a thing just a word.
Why did u bring me to tis world
n den forsaken me?
Do u understand wat it reli means to be without
mother.
Do u noe,
mother?
Living in fear first day of sch to when i finish
Living in fear of e other woman
And quenching my fist as she hit me e first time
I hit her daughter
She came to me
I get hit
Who, den, comes?
Never having some one to talk about troubles about problems
Never had anyone to talk to at all
All all every fucking thing i only could keep it and hold it myself
E reason why i became this introvert kid back den
E reason why i am this broken person i am today
The torture i went through
u will never know.
I feel so much pain
N i cry i break
I hate this world
Today i will make it a day
From today onwards
I only have in place these people
The only who cares, but i wished more sometimes.
Co, and my auntie.
There used to be some other people i held
But now
thinking
they did hurt me its true
N not once but again n again
They didnt really care
after all.
//////A painstricken heart, a hurting mind, a long broken soul........//////