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Feb 2015
my family hate me
but I hate them to
we fight
we yell
we cry
and
we never fogive and forget
but that just the way of our life  
I cut
they hate  it
but its my hurt being taken out on myself
that they created
they make me feel so small
and I cant make myself big no more
I crumble and lie down at  nigh in a ball and just cry
they dot see it ,
they don't pay attention to it
i'm snaphappy
just so they will see that i'm still here
fighting to try prove them wrong
** this is our stupid, hurtful , demented , way of life
kate mckay
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kate mckay  canowindra nsw
(canowindra nsw)   
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