Saturday, September 02, 2006
what is it with you?
stop trying to make me perfect
coz i'm not.
you want me to voice my opinions
but when i do,
i'm continously ignored.
so i learn to keep silent.
my body is numb as
i take in snide remarks,
horrid comments and anger thrown at me.
my pillow becomes my friend,
the one i run to and cry
every night.
the cover's soaked,
my eyes are red.
what happened to dearest mommy and daddy?
the ones who kissed me good night.
these strangers who replaced them
are horrid and mean.
did i do something wrong?
come back, please.
stop trying to make me perfect
coz i'm not.
you want me to voice my opinions
but when i do,
i'm continously ignored.
so i learn to keep silent.
my body is numb as
i take in snide remarks,
horrid comments and anger thrown at me.
my pillow becomes my friend,
the one i run to and cry
every night.
the cover's soaked,
my eyes are red.
what happened to dearest mommy and daddy?
the ones who kissed me good night.
these strangers who replaced them
are horrid and mean.
did i do something wrong?
come back, please.
what we could have been, 9:45 pm.
