Poem 16

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Hey babe,

I know it's early and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't call you last night. I fell asleep. You knew and or know I did... You tell me I shouldn't stress myself out so much but I hope you know that isn't gonna happen. I will be stressed as long as I life in this hell hole I call a home.

Home is where the heart is. My heart is confused and torn and shredded. How can I give you my heart when it is in pieces? How can I be a good girlfriend. A good daughter. A awesome friend. And a great employee... When all I want to do is sit and cry and just stop breathing.

Then no one would have to worry right? Wron has. I know if I killed myself you would care, but eventually I'd be a memory in the back of your head.

My mother would probably go crazy. But that's to price to pay... She doesn't treat me like her blood, but a step child. And that is a understatement because the stepchildren she has she treats like princes' and princesses. I am tired of trying to please everyone.

I have been told to just stay silent. Fine. I'll stay quiet and just keep it to myself letting me eat me alive. But oh keep it hush hush, don't want his family to hear.

Lawyer up, why? There is no point and without my mom he would fall.....

But... I am breaking or a mom that isn't there for me when I need her... I am like a little girl that has lost her mom... I just want her back and to show me everything she knows... But that will never happen...

Babe if I EVER say anything hurtful to you just tell me to hush and please.... Please for the love of whatever God, don't leave me... I don't need more people leaving me....

          ~Love yours truly.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 24, 2016 ⏰

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