Hear Me
No one hears my cry out for help.
Suffering from the pain.
No one wants me.
My mother and me fight non-stop.
Yelling.
Crying.
Running Away.
My Step-dad left me after 12 years being there.
Became an alcoholic.
My father could care less.
Used me to get my mother back.
Fights.
Crying out for help.
Cuts.
Pills.
Just to take it all away.
Never works.
Something stronger?
Gone down the wrong path.
Drugs.
Alcohol.
Stealing.
Sex.
Fighting.
Screwing my family over.
Words Hurt.
I use the words that hurt the worst.
Wrong way?
Depressed.
Happier when im gone?
Dont care.
No One hears my cry out for help.
by
jussiechickposted on 06/26/2009
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