I began this life in the usual ways,
Growing, learning and playing through my childhood days.
My parents where loving, so caring, so kind,
Though my social upbringing, to that they were blind.
Through school I would learn what it's like to be hurt,
To be picked out of many to be thrown to the dirt.
I was chosen through looks, my thick glasses, red hair,
though they didn't even know me, they made life seem unfair.
I would grow as a victim, never venturing far,
I would hardly leave home and grow afraid of the dark.
My family knew little, only marks they could see,
I never wanted to tell them, what those beasts did to me.
To my teens i have grown, the same routine went by,
Till finally i left school and felt free and alive.
The wounds they have healed, left no physical pain,
But those years of my life, though my thoughts they remain.
I admit I am thankful, so much wiser I've grown,
I've learnt to help others, never to feel as alone.
There's a mask that i wear, so that no one can see,
What my childhood was like, what had happened to me.
Although i've grown loving, unselfish and kind,
There's hate and there's anger in the back of my mind.
There's a darkness that's brewing, though i now have control,
But what if one day, my good will should it fall.
I would never hurt someone, be mean or be cruel,
But my heart it seeks vengeance for those bastards from school.
I still see them around, they now fill me with ember,
I'm afraid of this darkness for it will always remember!
This is my first ever write...I don't care if it's no good, as it's just how i feel!
Comments
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this is really descriptive!!! it vivdly describes the life of a child growing from the comfort of parents to the harsh life of high school. and than the transformation to a more understanding being still covered with the shadow of the past. you smartly show that you have gone above childish lashing out but still carry the fear that the chains may one day break. i can relate to an extent. you played the emotions well. congrats!!!
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I love this talented rant. One thing, in the first stanza 'were' not 'where' but you say you don't care if it's good but it is, so good, I had a hard time when I was in school, too, so I know about the anger and yes, the hate, sometimes I feel it myself, it's so good and shows a lot about your character, that you became a loving person instead of self pitying or bitter. That you can love. You feel because you're human, don't feel guilty.
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VERY AWESOME
its a real good thing when you can look over the past and see what has hurt you and not get angered by it today, it shows you have built your character even better since you have the chance to voice your opinion of it and tell others. you have learned a great tasks and i hope to read more of your works....keep writing good pieces
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