Poems and short story's

This has everything I want
This is what I think is my best
Please don't judge
Don't call me a pest
I am merely doing my best
I know that this is bad
but I don't force you to read
I simply want to be free
I write to let my worry's free
I write to set my mind at ease
But I never forced any thing upon thee
But I ask for no judgment
No mater how dark it is
Cuse my brain is a prison
And with writing I am free!

I am super sad I blame my dad. He acts like he is god and that I am the 'perfect' daughter. But news flash for him is that I cry at night because of him. I am not 'straight' I am bisexual. I hate showing sheep and just want to show horses and goats but all he wants to do is live out his dreams through me. I am tired and some time think to dark. I guess that u could say me being wimp is a good thing cause I am to scared to do any thing drastic... you know what I mean. But I guess poetry makes me happy expressly when people love it even though it is kinda sad!
The short stories are usually only one page and my poetry is what is mostly on here and nun of them have names so who ever wants to name one give the name and see if any one else likes it or can improve it.