
I wrote this poem thinking of my story Not as easy as it seems. To really understand this poem, you gotta read the story (it's still in progress) but you dont have to. Hope you like it and tell me what you think
Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Tragedy - Words: 186 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11-17-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3075175
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I sometimes wish
you were here with me.
I sometimes hope
that you will come home.
You left me me all alone
even though you say it wasn't your fault.
You told me you loved me,
but what do words mean
when they're no actions that prove it's true?
You meant the world to me,
I looked up to you
because that's what baby sisters do.
I really wish you were here
to help me get through.
I really hope you'll help me because it's rough
being all alone.
No one deserves to live like this,
being me it's not fun.
I look perfect on the outside,
but wait 'till you take a look inside.
I'm nowhere near perfect,
that much I can assure you.
Even though I didn't get a say in this
I am still to blame.
Even though I wasn't awake
I am still to blame.
I lead him on
thinking it was only for fun.
The consecuences of my actions
are super big.
I just wanted to say,
that werever you are,
I still love you
but you are also to blame.
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