Force to grow up in such little time,
i'm still a kid, can't you recognize.
At such a young age,
you skipped me to a whole other stage.
Get treated like a fucking adult,
and get told so many insults.
It's okay to help once or twice,
but to put this responsibility on me all the time!
I can't do it anymore,
causes me so much stress,
can't you see I'm a mess.
I keep on telling you I'm tired of this shit,
quit the complaining you say, or else get hit.
This is not fair, I did not sign up for this,
I feel so helpless.
It's your job, not mine,
you're the one who screwed up the first time.
You keep on taking advantage of me,
while I go crazy.
YOU ARE READING
Shadow Thoughts
Poetry"These hidden poems, previously kept to myself, now stand exposed to the world, a light for those who may find comfort or support in the shared experience of pain and trauma. Witness the dark realities of life through the lens of a writer unafraid t...
