Poem

By Anonymous_Chocoholic

Tue, 26 Nov 2013
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Now I get it
Now I see
You never really
Cared for me
All you care about
Is the money
Why did you bother
Giving birth to me
When instead you could have
So easily
Planted it in your garden
For all to see
To hold in your greedy hands
A tall money tree
 
But that wouldn't be enough
For then you wouldn't have a slave
To moan and bully
While you scrimp and save
It wouldn't be enough
To only have three
You needed a fourth to blame
That fourth is me
I live in hatred
Sick of your games
Sick of being the one
Everyone blames
Even when I'm innocent
When I've done nothing wrong
It's really quite clear
That I don't belong
 
So don't expect me
To think you care
When you grab my arm
Pull my hair
Those memories stay
They never die
As much as I wish
That away they could fly
So here it is
I'm finally done
Hopefully soon
One day I'll be gone
From this place
You call home
I call
Not my own
For I shall go
And leave you be
Never knowing how it felt
To just be me.
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