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Apr 2015
I try to stand straight
But making you happy is a battle
I build my walls, too strong for you to tear down
I try to love you, I do try
But in the end, shots are fired
Im sorry I am not the perfect daughter
Living a life based on one moral
I'm sure I broke that many times
I was afraid of letting you inΒ 
Letting you see what who the real me
I didn't want you to hate me
I'm not the person you think I am
I'm dangerous on the inside
Fire within me rages the more your words are thrown
I'm sorry dad, but this is how I feel
Blue Angel
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Blue Angel  Harrisonburg
(Harrisonburg)   
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   Gavin Barnard
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