Verse One
I don’t know when it happened
When life became so hard
I don’t know when I’ll heal
From the emotional scrapes and scars
At first I’m in the womb
Just waiting to get out
Next I am a baby
Who eats, who sleeps and shouts
Then a toddler toddling
Finding new, interesting things
Finally a child
Then 10, 11, 12
But then there came to be
The dreaded “One-Three”
And things aren’t turning out well
Chorus:
When did life become so cruel
Is there another way?
Why do parents overrule
Every single thing that I say?
Why can’t people see?
Is this how it’s supposed to be?
Why is this happening to me?
I’m crying internally
Verse Two
I don’t know where I went wrong
Why do they act this way?
What’s so wrong with my choices?
Are they trying to make me pay?
Mama says that I don’t love her
Says I’ll be dancing on her grave
“All I’m trying to teach you,” she says
“Is to love and to behave.”
I love her
Sometimes I want to smack her
I just want my freakin’
Happy ever after
When will all of this end?
When does the fun begin?
Chorus:
When did life become so cruel
Is there another way?
Why do parents overrule
Every single thing that I say?
Why can’t people see?
Is this how it’s supposed to be?
Why is this happening to me?
I’m crying internally
Hook/Bridge:
What is so wrong with a little trust?
Why are my actions so unjust?
What have I done to deserve this?
What is so wrong with a little fun?
Why do I feel like I’m “On the run”?
What happened to my untainted bliss?
Chorus 2x:
Oh, when did life become so cruel
Is there another way?
Why do parents overrule
Every single thing that I say?
Why can’t people see?
Is this how it’s supposed to be?
Why is this happening to me?
I’m crying internally
Author notes
This poem was written when life to seemed to suck. The end.
So...how did I do?
Comments
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I think everyone has been here in some form or not. I will always feel this way... at some point. I think that it is our eternal struggle with happiness and sorrow. It just happens to work out in what seems horrible at the time, but when you look back you will be able to laugh and think what was wrong with me.
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You're soooo right
When I'm in this fantastic mood, I'm thinking, "Man, what was wrong with me?" But when I'm feeling this way, I read it over and over because it captures how I'm feeling at that point. Thanks for the comment, it helps to know I'm not the crazy one (Or if I AM crazy, I'm not the only one)
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