I think about asking the questions I have....
Why didn't my mom want me?
Why did she try to kill her own?
I feel worthless
Unwanted
Why was she a good woman then go bad?
My brother saw it all happen
I just see the aftermath...
I feel the pain after it all...
Always wondering why
I still can't fine the answers I want to find
What questions do I even ask to find it out?
Where do I start asking when I don't even know the person who I'm asking?
A better question is why do I want to know so bad when I know it will name me feel worthless?
YOU ARE READING
Do you even know?
PoetryDoes anyone know the feeling that no one knows you? That you always put on such a good act that people can never tell if you are okay or not?
