I know it's been a while
So I promise this'll be good
The one thing I have shared the least
It is my childhood
I don't really like to talk about it
It isn't all that happy
But I guess that makes a good poem right
Much better than being sappy
Growing up there was one thing that I always had
I don't have it anymore
That feeling of safety
It ran, screaming, out my door
I guess it left around the time
I first had to deal with pain
That is why it is so hard
For me to try and explain
Because you see I have a lot
Of bullying in my past
But the worst of all, the worst to come
The time that happened last
Sure it had been bad before
I still have some scars
I never show my shoulders for a reason
But no one even cares
I hate that I have been through so much
I hate all that's been done
I wish I could become someone else
Just change my year by one
Because being young could be bad these days
And I have always been the youngest one
I have always been considered weak
And also considered dumb
These things in my head
I can't get them out
The pain that makes me scream at night
Even though I'm not supposed to shout
I used to be a lot more fun
Smiling all the time
But if I were still that girl
You couldn't read my rhymes
I am sorry I do not tell you it all
I'm sorry I hide my past
Maybe if I weren't so afraid
I would be more of a blast
So that is why you can see pictures
Of my with a smile on my face
But what no one knows is things have changed
That smiles been replaced
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI was going through some stuff in my room, and found an old book. It was full of these poems. I decided to share them with you. There is some deep stuff in here. I hope you enjoy it, and if you think it sucks, sorry. I guess I took it off of the pub...