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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #2004122
Its something I jotted down last night (it's on my deviantArt as well if you ever see it)
I've learned to live half alive
You little rebel
Those years destroyed me
Your own mother doesn't want you
I couldn’t trust people
She dumps you on my hands when you don’t have school
I forgot how to laugh-eventually I learned again
You’re not like your sister
I heard your yelling for years in my head.
What the hell is wrong with you?
You broke me
Get over here before I leave you outside tonight
I was a fragile being
Your sister does everything perfectly.What a good girl unlike you.
Those days you hit and yelled instead of hugs and kisses
You crybaby I don’t care if you hurt your leg.Get to work!
I learned how to tolerate pain physically, but not emotionally
I’ll break your other leg too damn it!
I spilled a tiny drop of chocolate of a white shirt
I hate you- don’t you cry you worthless piece of shit
From the moment I met you I knew you hated me
Baby, I can help with your art
Years pass, the damage is done though
You’re so talented
Stop lying to me
I just hated those stupid diaries of yours
Because they told the truth
I can’t believe how sweet you are
I’m terrified to talk to strangers because of you
And you sing so prettily
Liar
You’ll find true love I just know it
But you called me an ugly thing
So pretty
How could you say this to me
You’re full of life and energy and happiness
But yet...I learned to live half alive
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