Gone are the years of primary school
I should of tired harder I'm such a fool
Gone are the days of immaturity and happiness
Here are the days of maturity and sadness
I wish to be like all of you
I really really do
Being skinny is a dream for me
One day I shall be
I just want a reliable mum
But the stuff she does is dumb
It's gotten to the point where I can't take the pain away
So I cut almost every day
The pain the she has given me through being my mum
Is at times so unbearable that I go numb
So I drag the blade across my skin
And reach for the pills in the tin
I don't want to always hide
My emotions go up and down like the tide
I can't keep living this way
It's killing me more and more each day
The people at school
They are just so cruel
No one understands why I'm like this
It's you I still miss
After everything that you've done
You still seem the stun
I just will never be able to trust you
Because who knows what you will do
One day I'll drag that blade along my skin a little to deep
reach for the pills to put me to sleep
This will be my last
Never did I think it would end this fast
YOU ARE READING
Just a Teenage Girl
PoetryThis is about how some people may struggle with school and life and that not everyone understands what they are going through.
