I am 14 years old, in the 8th grade in a small school, about 300 students K-12. I have been having a rough time for the past seven months. I have been hanging around the wrong kind of crowd, which has not given me the best reputation.
This poem is about how I have a rough life and I am not treated very fairly. Every day is a battle for me, but I still take all the blame for the things that I do wrong.
This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Teen Poems
Unhappiness
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Some nights I stay up late and cry, Other times I feel as if I could die! In my life I feel not loved, I always get kicked around or shoved. But why should I be happy? How can I be if I'm treated so crappy? Every day seems like a battle. I get thrown around like a baby's rattle. Sometimes everything can be so scary. Why can't I just be happy and merry? For all my faults, I am to blame. I am the one to take all the shame. |
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