alex-harrington
American
So I'm sorry if it's not good it may not flow as much as it should ( haha that rhymed) some of these might not even be poems cause I don't really know if they are poems or short stories ( only some) so if it's not one you can tell me and I'll take it down. But besides that hope you read them and not hate em xD
I don't care what you have to say
I don't want to sit here and listen to ******* excuses all day
I hate how you treat me, you think I'm still three
I just can't wait til eighteen cause then I'll finally be free
You thought you had a daughter to be proud of, until you actually met me
I'm sixteen now lived with you all my life
And yet I'm still trying to find out how to be liked
I change for you almost every days
But I'm done changing, I just wanna say
I hate you with a passion, you'll never understand
I've wanted you to leave ever since I could stand
You were never there not even one
And you only came to me, when everyone else was all grown up and gone
Just leave me alone, don't act like you care
Just let me sit here, breathing Anything but air...
Feb 17, 2012
Feb 17, 2012 at 7:08 PM UTC
Voices, they're everywhere, telling her she's not good enough.
They call her disgusting and a downgrade from everyone else
She listens intently wondering if what they are saying is true
She wonders even if the voices she hears are real
They call to the girl, wanting her to join them
At first she resist knowing the regret that would result
But as the voices feed her information about her self
She realizes it would be better for everyone if she just disappeared
The voices, they tell her what to do, but she is hesetent
She tells them she can change, then she could stay
They say that the girl will fail, that her happiness only exist with them.
She try's to change, try's as hard as she can but the voices they we're right
From the beginning she realizes the voices were right
She was better off leaving, then ruining people's lives
She calls to the voices, wanting to hear them again
But all she hears is silence
The quiet, it kills her
She wants to leave more then ever before
But the voices they stopped
I needed them to say something, I needed them to tell me what to do.
I scream to them as loud as I can, but still I hear nothing
Thinking to myself I realize.....
I am useless, I am nothing, but ****** I am scared.....
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 12:47 AM UTC
Why am I angry, why am I depressed
Why am I like this, why am I such a mess
The ones that care I know they're always there
Yet every time I go home, I feel like I'm alone
I don't understand what is happening
I dont even know I just don't want to sit here and feel the sting
I wanna leave so badly, the voices tell me to
But no one else can hear them, not even you
You don't understand and probably never will
But if I'd never found you I'd would have been killed
I want you to hold me, I'm asking you please
Just make the voices silent so maybe I can sprint
I'll sprint to freedom, I'll sprint to happiness
I'll never stop running til I finally get to you
So hold me now close, and tell me to shh and never let go even when I push
I want to say sorry for being such a pain
But I know you, you'll stop me and tell me I'm insane.
Feb 16, 2012
Feb 16, 2012 at 12:26 AM UTC