I'm not the perfect daughter
Nor will I ever be
I'm not the best of friends
I try but fail to see
The frown behind their smile
The tears behind their laugh
See what I'm trying to say here
Is that I'm never good enough
Not good enough to roam this world
Not good enough for life
Won't ever be a good mother
Nor a perfect wife
So what would happen if I left?
To nowhere in this world
The blade is resting on my palm
My fingers slightly curled
So let me go and turn the tap
To let the bath tub flood
Maybe I will be good enough
When I'm drowning in my blood
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When they don't understand (poems)
Poetry"We're all in the same game,just different levels.Dealing with the same Hell,just different Devils"~Unknown So no matter what we're all the same in the sense that we have our own problems that we try hard to deal with.Remember,when they don't unders...
