if i continue to see the world oh what would it be if one was not known I am known for upon this place i am known, for upon my friends i am known but, how shall it be for if you were unknown
i am unknown though the fears of eraccinalletty the wanting of no pain the sufferage of the days before when they were divorced, or when the called my name with his and spoiled a year of my life and when i came back only to find going thruogh tht year was nothing to those to it with me but, if the unknown was told then all would know and give pity to the pour girl with the broken past a past of tragitys and fear they would say giving pity for every sad note my life dropped
that is not wanted for me for us for you i never got pity and it has hardened me and has tought me mistakes but could it be better with it
when the night grew old and their yelling ringed my ears i protected him i did not break wounded for no pity would come anyway so only now do i cry in the night for i was the protecter no pity should be given for me
when the day was young and they yelled my name with his i was the protected pity was given to me any time of day but those who protected me his name was called with mine he did not get pity for he was the protecter
i will now be the protecter not hiding only fighting no pity will prevail for me but i will live that way because i know i was the protecter
This is based off my life and many of the hardships i have gone through and my knowledge from them. I'm dedicating this to my hated beloved he was my protecter in first grade though i hate him he is still my beloved for when others were my protecter he was the one i never gave pity to. He has no pity but, he was my protecter.( he was the one that i wrote about in the second to last paragraph)
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a few poems of mine
Poetrythese are some poems that i wrote they will all be based off somthing i llike hate or my life it's self. but, somtimes i wonder if it's my life that i hate....
