How cruel you are
leaving me here
How cruel the world
don't listen dears
I try so hard to protected them
Yet my fears caused their tears
If you saw what I see in their eyes
you would hate me too
How cruel I am
taking a blade to my skin
letting her see my pain
running away so he's peers knows my name
showing him how to write a poem
They learned to fast about my depression
I would leave for days at a time
They could never speak nor see me
All they knew was I cried and screamed
the last they saw me
How cruel can I be?
I'm no longer under that roof
They no longer come home with me waiting to see them
I visit them when I can
I was told she has nightmares
that he was the one who told his classmates I ran
And that he writes poems about butterflies,
but they are imaginary.
How cruel it is
to put fear
that never should
have been there
in three young children
How cruel can one be
when all she knows
is hate?
How cruel I truly am.
Letting me fears run wild
Letting myself get to the point i did
Giving up
How could I ever give up?
Is life worth living
when you don't have
a future waiting?
I thought they would be better off
i thought they could forget me easy
i thought... i thought... i thought...
But i never thought hard.
the madman in my head
told me they didn't love me
told me they didn't want me
told me i was a danger to those kids
told me... told me... told me...
How cruel that madman was
feeding me lies
of my own insecurities
how cruel... how cruel... how cruel...
