She's not angry at her mom. She's not angry at her dad. she's not angry at her brother or sister. she's not angry at the bullies in elementary school. and she's not angry at herself. she's frightened. she's frightened because she thinks her dad might hit her again one day. She's frightened because she thinks her mom might hurt her, cuss her out, or ignore her again. she's frightened because she thinks everyone will spit on her, or walk all over her. She's frightened because she thinks the name calling will start again, the bullying. she's frightened because her sister is going to leave her one day and for get about her. she's frightened because she thinks everything will start all over again.
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My fucked up poems
PoetryThese are my fucked up poems. Some people say they like them but I don't believe them. Their alright I guess. I'm going to put quotes in here too and my drawings. But I didn't make them up, their from the books I read. This is my first time doing th...
