You break my heart and hurt me
You punch and crunch me with cruel words
You pick on me and kick me.
Still I will not kill myself.
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All these years you try to tear me down
Abuse me by becoming your muse
And degrade me because of my grades.
However, I will never say a mean thing to you.
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But here's the thing I will be saying to you:
You have to have control over your alcohol addiction,
And be a good boy who never plays his toys casually.
YOU ARE READING
From My Yearbook
PoetryH. A. G. S. - Anonymous ^_^ [06-08-16: #516 for Poetry] [From 04-29-16 to 06-13-16]