When I was
Born my
Family didn't
Care about me
As I grew up
They still didn't
Care they just
Made my life
Harder
They always
Made me
Wish I was dead
But I never
Wanted to
Kill myself
I don't think
Killing myself
Would be the
Solution
My solution
Was to put
Up a mask
This mask
Was to hide
The real me
And to make
Sure that
NO ONE
Would
EVER hurt me
AGAIN
And it worked
Until I turn about
14. The causes were
Puberty
Family
Friends
Moving to a new place
All had the
Same effect
On me
Again I
Just wanted
To die becuase
The world seem
To be against me
But I dealt
With it by
Putting the
Mask on
tighter so
to say
I did that
For about
Year
I am 15 now
And I am happier
I am not suffering
As much
I am actually
Smiling more
Luaghing more
And even being
Nicer
In my eyes
My life was
Actually becoming
Better I stopped
Think about
Dying
I still think
I am crap
That I am
Loveless
Ugly
Fat
Worthless
And a whole
Bunch of
Other things
That I have
Been called
Almost all my
Life
But I am
Changing
My self esteem
Is getting
slightly better
And my mask
Is slowly coming
Of and people
Seem to like
The real me
Better than
The fake me
So I think
The real me
Is showing so
The last 15
Years of my life
Were nothing
And my life
Is actually begining
Now instead of
When I was
Actaully born
YOU ARE READING
my life as well as theirs (poems)
Thơ caMy first book of poems they tell you about my life and the life of people around me