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Little by little, You will find pieces of me Scattered on our floor. Bits of me that was shattered And broken. I am badly hurt. Today, yesterday and the previous days. You look at me with disgust, Makes me wish I was never born. I wanted to swap places with those Other child of yours that died Due to miscarriage. Maybe they will be much better daugther than I am. Maybe you won't hate their attitude. Maybe you would care more about them, than me. I was your least favorite. I was at the bottom. I knew that since I was young. You said I was strong. You said I am intimidating. Yes I am. Cause I don't have any shoulders to lean on when I need to cry. I make myself strong on the outside For people not to know how much I struggle inside. But, I'm slowly dying. Little by little.
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
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Little by little, You will find pieces of me Scattered on our floor. Bits of me that was shattered And broken. I am badly hurt. Today, yesterday and the previous days. You look at me with disgust, Makes me wish I was never born. I wanted to swap places with those Other child of yours that died Due to miscarriage. Maybe they will be much better daugther than I am. Maybe you won't hate their attitude. Maybe you would care more about them, than me. I was your least favorite. I was at the bottom. I knew that since I was young. You said I was strong. You said I am intimidating. Yes I am. Cause I don't have any shoulders to lean on when I need to cry. I make myself strong on the outside For people not to know how much I struggle inside. But, I'm slowly dying. Little by little.
Note: my mother hated me for some reasons. She doesnt talk to me. Nor look at me. Yup, this is not the first time but f*ck it still hurts inside.
leeannejjang
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Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
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