I sit in this room,
Tears strolling down my face,
Yet, you don't know the truth,
I burst out a loud cry of pain,
As I realize you'll never know,
Mother, you have raised a coward,
I am no warrior,
Nor am I as intelligent as I seem,
I am broken,
Broken, you hear?
Mother, I am no longer that child you knew,
You have watched all you thought I would be,
Shatter before your eyes,
You have insulted my self esteem,
And killed my inner self,
I hope you're sorry for that.
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Short Poems [Book #1]
PoetryDuring the making of these poems, I went through different types of writing so some may suck, some may be deep, and some may be good, it all depends on you. My poetry DOES NOT focus on my life, I just enjoy writing dark things about OC's and stuff. ...