Being Bad

I see the anger,

The disappointment and shock,

When you figure out that I've done wrong,

Once again.

I smoke,

I drink,

I lie,

I steal,

Writing this poem,

While I'm cutting school,

I know its wrong,

But I'm having fun, doing it all.

I won't do it forever,

I promise,

I want you to be proud of me,

I'm just a silly little girl, making memories.

I'm self-destructive,


Hate the rules, that confine us all,

I'm confused,

And lost,


Trying to sort myself out,

I'll grow out of it all.

I know I shouldn't,

And if I keep it up,

It'll probably kill me,

So mummy, I swear, it'll stop soon enough.