Sorry for not being the perfect daughter
Thinking that i dont matter
But truth is , its how I feel
Sometimes the pain is unreal
Not from harm
But from my heart
Take them away
Just adds to the pain
I feel sad alone and depressed
Or sometimes its just im out of rest
Im sorry I screwed up
Im sorry im not tough
I try to be but its hard
I just feel luke a lard
Like I dont matter
Like my hearts shattered
Dont take this the wrong way
I wanna stay
I dont wanna die
Its not my time
I know that
But I still feel fat
Its something I need to do myself
And pick myself up off the ground
I need to to that on my own
And I do it while writing poems
Just understand I am trying
I just need to not feel like crying
I can do it on my own
I will tell you if I feel alone
Ill tell you if I need help
To take myself off the shelf
Somethings I need to do myself
Again , taking myself off this shelf
I can do it I know I can
Im trying hard to fit in
Just trust meni can do it
And I wont throw a fit
Let me try myself
To take my feelings off this shelf
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This is my last poem until the end
Nobody wants me to keep going so
I think im going to give up
Oh well
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