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LetMeBeMe Apr 2014
There is anger in these thoughts teens r treated like kids but expected to act like adults ***** its not my fault this is ******* having me cleaning up like im a maid's kit but its the same punishment my 18 year old brother gets so am i 18 is all tht maturity supposed to hit i guess since im letting my anger out here and not in a fit cleaning the bathroom washing the floor i hope thts cps knocking on the door you dont trust me on the streets but expect me to hear my alarm when im sleep putting my education at risk all my teachers r goin to be pist but i hve to get bck to being cinderella and cleaning this **** i first thought it was a joke but im not taking the risk
LetMeBeMe Apr 2014
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I cnt hold my feelings inside even though my love i abide i wud love to mke u smile instead of cry wlk around with u by side but to also let my lips slide up ur thighs ik its alot i must hide but please dnt judge me im only a guy
LetMeBeMe Apr 2014
If i am timit like a sheep does that make me weak or am i strong to not show wen i weep dare not to let these tears drop to my feet even wen emotions are at their highest peak pecking a at my heart like a birds beak it makes me grind at the teeth have to hold it in or theyll call me a freak theyll make me take a great leap from sumwere up high sumwere were i can fly sumwere were its just me myself and i were i can rest and i can die without worrying about sum judgmental eye
LetMeBeMe Apr 2014
This poem is about my brother
And all the girls hearts he's smothered
I don't get why there so attached
After he hits he lights a match
Ur relationship goes up in flames
only you are to blame
told you he looks at you all the same
But you belive he will change
Like your someone special
Like he feel for you
Once agian I have to rescue you
From a night of cry or suicide
Like your life now is do or die
If he is a drug with the strongest high
I told you from the start he will only lie
He'll have u like a dog howling at the moon
But Don't worry I'll come soon
Sweeping his mess up like a broom
So soon he came make room
For whoever next thinks he'll be there to be groom

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