As a kid, I never experienced what it's like to have parents
They were either drunk or out gambling.
I grew up depending on my rebellious sister,
Who fortunately now is one of the most responsible person I know.
My parents split up when I was young,
There I was running and crying on the dark alley way.
I told them I would leave home if they separated,
But I saw my parents fight and I knew what was to be done.
Now I still think what if I wasn't born in this family,
Would I suffer or would I be powerful?
Yes sometimes I want to kill myself,
But that'll only prove that I'm not brave enough for this morbid world.
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Unsaid Feelings
PoetryWhen people said "speak out", all I could do was write. . . . . Highest Rank Achieved: #32 in poetry on 10/11/17
