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by Lorna
Rated: · Other · Other · #1883954
pain, that kids go through at my age trying to make there mums proud.
my inner peace has been replaced,
the yelling and temper i get from you,
its hard enough when am sitting around beside you,
I want someone to take me away from your mess,
Your all ways barking at me for forgiveness,
all ways barking at me,
Leave me alone in peace.

Yell at someone better,
yell at someone new,
dont tell me what to do,
but i guess you do,
your getting on my nearves my self confidence,
your tareing me apart and picking at the flaws,
whats all deep inside me,
my emoshion,
my anger,
your playing with it,
so please leave me alone.

Stop telling me whats better,
stop frightening me with wrong,
step back and let me do what i want,
your holding me to close,
i'm not your baby girl,
I'm older and wiser to know whats wrong and right,
tell me ones more and you will be the one in for a fright.

Yell at me again and you will see am right,
tell me am not able to do anything,
tell me now,
please dont stop,
but why should i tell you,
your tareing my insides apart,..............
your own little girl is dying with in,
but you dont care for her much.

Give me a pencel i will dig it in to my skin,
i will pearce what you have made,
but would you care if i had an ingury,
i hate what you do to me,
you bring me up,
then you bring me down,
i cant win its all very amusing,
you might find this funny the ideas i get,
the silly mistakes i place,
but you cant see when you yell,
your yelling at me.


I find you some how stupid,
but also terribly brave,
giving me orders to learn your way,
but yelling at me wont help,
your stressing me out,
your stressing your self out,
anything i do,
anything i say,
you seem to make points and say its wrong,
but bealive me am right,
I'm doing my best to make you proud,
but my best seems not the brightest of ideas for you,
nothing is never my best,
just get a grip of your self,
i am trying hard at everything i do,
but you cant see the effort i put in to my work...........

If you cant learn to love me as i am,
and to be by me all the way and make it work,
how am i suppose to make you happy with everything i do,
you dont even trust me thats my point,
your point is nothing,
its apsloutly nothing to me.

I am ashamed to say it but sometimes...sometimes,
i'm scared of you,
i cant stand to see your face glued to me,
you scare me you frighten me,
Just maybe one day you will see,
i'm much more than just the same old girl around ,
i will become the best,
and you will be proud of me,
so plz dont yell at me if i do wrong or right in that matter,
its silly stop being pathetic around me,
and act like my mum.






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