My life is a mess...
a drunk for a father and a bitch for a mother.
I'm only a teen,
yet I've seen so much.
Raped at young
and beaten all the rest.
Only one guy holds my heart,
and he's not even mine.
It's almost impossible for me to cry,
go ahead, try.
My life is in the blade now,
though I've tried throwing it away.
My room is always a mess,
covered with felt projects I never finish.
Some people call me scene or emo,
just because I wear black...
Yet I'm also called preppy,
because I put on fake smiles they don't know about.
I've lost a best friend,
due to a simple date.
And gained a new,
just to lose him to a friend.
I hide inside myself,
just to see if it'll all go away.
I hate makeup,
and rather play soccer than go to the mall.
My feelings get confused a lot,
and that's when I lash out.
My friends consider me bi-polar,
yet I think I'm just misunderstood.
And if you want the full truth,
I'm afraid to be me.
Author notes
Just random bits about myself...I didn't really go too deep into them but sometimes, words can speak the full truth.
A contest entry
- Postsecret/Truth [Big Points!] by Walking Oxymoron.
1750 points, ended July 27, 43 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Const. Crit?
Comments
-
You are me and 15! God. So like me, and you're right, sometimes a few simple words can say everything.
I want to say that it will all get better- even thought doesn't feel like it.. even though you feel like there is not a way up.. you just have to want to work for it.
Wearing black, it's not a bad thing.. if people want to label you, that's their problem, because quite fankly, here are more important thing in life than what words someone can think up for you.
Try to rise above, because there is a soul in there who wants to fly free...
You can do it, you just need to ope your heart to trust.
-
I like the way you wrote this and it said alot. You also got alot out even though very personal. A great write. Brilliant!
Adding your comment:
