This one has a repeated truth in it, just it says the entire thing, instead of just hinting at it like the others do.
I have something to tell you
But please just don't get mad
The things I have to say
They are pretty bad
The truth is I have cut
My left wrist and my shins
I thought that I was done
But I just did it again
I promised I wouldn't keep secrets from you
I promised I wouldn't lie
So here's the truth, I have to tell
It's hard to explain why
The first time was because I was done
Constantly treated like trash
They pushed me around and yelled at me
For getting water from the tap
I'm not allowed to cry
Or yell, or even get mad
They blame me for everything
And that just makes me sad
I'd lost all hope and given up
I still remain that way
And That's the way that it will stay
Until my special day
The day that I become 18
They day I get to move
That's the day I'll be happy again
When I've got nothing left to prove
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI was going through some stuff in my room, and found an old book. It was full of these poems. I decided to share them with you. There is some deep stuff in here. I hope you enjoy it, and if you think it sucks, sorry. I guess I took it off of the pub...
