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Author: Diana L. Roberts
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-06-03 - Updated: 10-06-03 - id:1416155

Why can't my dad simply calm down and chill out
Why can't my mother be a mother to Shawn and I
Why can't the violence stop in my house
Why can't my parents be parents

I feel like I am the mother
I don't show my feelings
I'm scared, terrified inside
And no one cares

Why was I brought into the world
Why can't I go into foster care or live with a friend
Why was I molested twice
Why am I yelled at for the way I act like

I feel like I am the mother
I don't show my feelings
I'm scared, terrified inside
And no one cares

You are what you pretend to be
I pretend to have barriers and act like I keep everything inside
And that's how I am only, I learned more than half of that from experience
My life is a living hell

I feel like I am the mother
I don't show my feelings
I'm scared, terrified inside
And no one cares



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