You are the one at fault here and yet I am always to blame I always take your fall To you this is all a big game.
No one here believes When I tell them my side of the story I'm the one who keeps suffering And yet you're the one they pity
Why do I have to keep feeling this Like all I want to do is **** myself All because of what you do My God I desperately need help
Why does it have to be like this Nothing for me ever goes right I'm not strong at all And yet I hold on with all my might
I have been physically and verbally abused by my own mother since the age of four, so bare with me if you find this poem offensive. Just letting out my feelings.