Nothing is ever good enough
Is it
I make straight As
My lowest grade is a 92
I get yelled for an hour because
You say I should have done better
I clean the whole fuckin house
And all you say is
"about time"
I tell you I'm in pain
And you tell me to suck it up
That you're in pain too
You're my dad you're supposed to care
When I'm in pain
I fucked up my knuckle and you didn't say a word
I fractured my rib and you tell me
To deal with it
I fuckin hate you
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Emotion in poems is what gives them an edge.
This is really edgy : )
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sweet
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*huggles*
i love you...
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