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Brooke Mar 2015
The mothers don't care
The brothers don't share
The sisters push you
The dad overlooks you

They don't love
But they don't hate
They only leave room to discriminate

For you feel all alone
But there is no need to groan
It might not be alright
But you can win this fight

Dear, you are special
In your own way
This is why I am here to say
It will be okay.

Not everyone knows about your scars
Or the pills to make you see the stars

But I've been there
I have won that fight
I walk around with a smile on my face
To show I was there that night

I know your secrets
I know your lies
So you can no longer say goodbye

I'll be there to help you
At the end of the day
Maybe then you'll realize
*It will be okay.
Brooke Mar 2015
I wish I could tell you
Why I didn't want to follow through
I'm afraid of feeling blue
I'm afraid of the things that could hurt me
And quite frankly
I seem to be afraid of everything

You tell me to smile
Because to others I'm far too hostile
But why would you want me to do that
To smile it takes a lot
I can't, I'm just not

I'm no longer making sense
Because I'm nearing the end
There's so much we can take
So much we can fake
He touched me there
That's why I didn't follow through
That is the reason why I feel so blue
I may seem hostile to you

and you may be right
So I guess that it's time
I can see it now, the light; it's so bright
I will climb
And hang here without a fight

— The End —