Why weren't you there when I wasn't aware?
Now I have to grow up with this clouded burden constantly on me.
Are you even aware?
When I tell you take it personally
like its all about
me me me.
Well I'm tired and frustrated about not taken seriously.
Your so selfish
but call it empathy.
Now you say I'm lying.
Call me a liar.
Say you did everything for me
when we both know its not true.
--(Please note the original poem ends here I'm not sure if I will be adding on to this)--
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Author's note - Again I think I wrote this around the same time as the last one so like 15 ish. This one is about my mom and honestly looking back I don't blame her she was dealing with everything she could and tried supporting me in the way she thought was right but ended up hurting me instead. I honestly think it happens in a lot if not all relationships tbh where we want to help but we kinda mess it up more so please note that your parents are human too and they probably do love you they just mess things up sometimes that really hurts. Hopefully you can learn to forgive them and have a conversation with them like I did with mine.
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My teenage poetry
PoesíaHello this is just a collection of poems I found mostly written by my teenage self (some were written later) and please note I was in a horrible mindset when I wrote these along with being emotionally fueled. A lot of these are not finished perhaps...
