Dark

It was dark. 
So very very dark. 
All I remember is lights and a bang. 
It was like a nightmare. 

My body bleeding.   
My skull broken. 
My arms cut. 
My stamoch rip opened. 

Oh gosh it so bad. 
Yet I feel no pain. 
I remember the smell of dead flesh. 
My flesh. 
And then it was dark,           

Do they even care?

My family pushing me away.
They say how I'm an disgrace. 
Or how they think how I'm so pathetic.
If I was gone will they even care?
Will they forget about me?
Will they?

If I was gone will they be happy?
Only God knows.
I felt so alone because of them.
Is their fault that I have depression.

I felt so  unattached to them.
So alone.
If they see how painful my heart is.
If they knew how it felt not being hugged or loved.
If they only knew how hard it is to smile.

If I was never born will they be happy?
Will they be so joyful?
I will think so.
The only family I got is me,myself and I.

Puppets

All of us are puppets. 
Tied to string. 
Even through we think we'er independent. 
We'er still slaves to the puppeteer. 
Even when try to be different. 
We still ending up the same. 
   

Black Sheep

I'm not like my family.  
Not at all.  
I'm not perfect.  
I'm not special.  
I'm not them.  
  
I don't believe what they believe.  
I don't do what they do.  
I'm a loner they'er not.  
They talk a lot,I don't.  
  
They look down at me.  
And I look up to them.  
They ingore me.  
And and I try to speak.  
All I am is the black sheep.  
   

Daddy do you even love me?

Daddy do you even love me? 
If so why haven't you talk to me for a very long time? 
Why can't you see that I always be your littile girl? 
Or your whole world? 

Daddy do you even like me? 
Do I get in your way? 
Or am I just a fade? 
Do you want me to go away? 

Daddy do you even care about me? 
If not ,Why? 
Do you want to see me cry? 
Do you want me to lose the fight? 

Daddy am I even on your mind? 
Or am I just another bad memory? 
Am I just like all of your girlfriends? 
Are we going to end? 

Daddy do you hate me? 
If so why do you hate me? 
Am I too bratty? 
Am I so mean? 
Do you want to forget me? 

What this about

This is ahout the poetry I wrote for people to see.