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It's my rules now

Those words you say,
Like they’re nothing to you,
Affect me in every way,
They cut my soul threw,

Saying you don’t want me,
I’m no longer to your use,
Saying you don’t need me,
That’s your excuse,

You get what you want,
Then you leave me to wait,
Horrible thoughts haunt,
My every step, and kill my state

I hate you, i hate you,
That’s what i keep telling myself,
Why would you put me threw
All this pain and put me back on a shelf

I’m no longer that small girl
Who would listen to your command
And act like a churl
And come when you demand

It’s my rules now,
No matter what you say
I will not allow
Anything to go your way

You happy you controlled me?
You happy you got your way?
You happy you made me your puppy?
You happy i used to stay?

Well guess what I'm threw,
I’m sick and tired of doing this,
Tired of obeying you
You sure are gonna miss

Every single walk in the rain,
Every single kiss of bliss
But it’s over now, cause of the pain,
You should of treated me like a princess

But you didn’t, so now were threw,
You are going to miss me but i don’t care
I’m tired of playing games with you
You were never ever there

by DarkDay
posted on 05/12/2007

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Comment by missingmom: May 12, 2007 9:24 pm
Good sweetie! Get tough! You are right, every mom and dad should treat their daughters like little princesses and the gifts from above that they are! Maybe some day when you are gone, and they are sad lonely old people, they will miss you and be sorry that they treated you badly and drove themselves out of your heart. Good poem!
Comment by oldman: May 12, 2007 11:32 pm
Reading all your poetry I can proffer this.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=qWBgp_ILgww

She brought me through.
She carried me like Jesus could.
She said what I did not know.
She sang what I could not feel.
She bore her pain for us all.
She healed when I felt raw.
she showed me the way.
Comment by Sinnocence: May 13, 2007 7:08 am
lovely.
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