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Jan 2016
Nothing is never enough
I did everything you wanted
But you wanted more
The trophies the medals
What do I really stand for
You love to use me
And when you're done you throw me away
Like a piece of scrap metal
I'll be recycled anyway
I've tried and tried to please you
But all I get in return are more complaints,
Tear stains on that shirt you don't like
I'm just a piece of meat
That you put on display
Cut and moulded into your perfect shape

I wish you would just stop
And let me be
But you gave birth to me
Its your authority
But all you do is scream and scream
Its killing me

To the point where I don't know
anymore
Is there a point
What am I living for
Im just alive
But never living
Nothing will ever be enough
I'm always giving and giving
And now theres nothing left
Its just empty
I'm empty
Just a rough write about what I was just feeling had to just get it out.
DawynSHunter
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