I know i am bad at everything... and i am sorry,
i know im failing but life is hard,
school is blurry and my mind is too hard,
my family is hurting and, my heart takes the scar.
I don't want to hide anymore, i want to stand up,
But to do so i'll have to face a consequence,
but why is that up to me,
I am not the mean one, i am not the bully,
I didn't hurt them they hurt me,
i don't have bruises but,
my sister does and there threatening more,
A child,
a teen and an adult,
it seems reasonable for young children yes but, an adult?
She's threatening us... me, my mother,
my girlfriend,
my whole family,
There making us look bad,
When i was younger i was told life gets harder,
when i was younger they told me life's not fair,,
Maybe i'm still just a child
or stuck in a fairy tale
and need to grow up,
but i never took it to this extent,
life is hard and yet, i just want to go chase butterflies, climb trees,
and run barefoot in the woods,
I'm bad at a lot of things... but when someone messes with my family, it crushes me, my dreams,
my hopes, it crushes me,
from the bottom of my soul,
i don't know why life is so cruel,
i don't know if this is a problem for others,
maybe it's only me, maybe im different maybe i don't belong, maybe this is all i'll ever be,
BAD AT EVERYTHING.
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Poems and Short Stories
ŞiirPOEMS AND SHORT STORIES All i write, i write from my own head, will publish more as soon as i write them, usually write them when i'm depressed, upset, sad, mad, or have a strong since of emotion.