They mock me, they laugh at me
Garbage, that's what they see
They never even tried to know me
They use me, they bully me
To them, I was nobody
to them, I was a broken toy
They talk behind my back
They play with my feelings
They fooled me, they threw me around
They never knew me
I hate them
I despise them
I want to forget them
But their memory struggles to remain
I don't want to see them
I don't want to hear them
I don't want to even smell theit stench
I admit, I want to hurt them
I was a freak show to them
But though it is hard to do,
Though it seems ipossible to do so
Though it seems irrational to do so,
My God taught me the right thing
I forgive them
BINABASA MO ANG
My life as a Christian
PoetryThese are all of the poems that I've wrote. They are all dedicated to my Lord and Savior. I wrote these poems to show the world how amazing my God is. He's real and He wants to have a deep relationship with each of us. He loves us so much; He showed...
