My life is not what it appears to be
I may look cool and I go hard
But on the inside
I hate life because I am in it.
I hit my mom
I liie to her
I tear her up inside
With my lies and manipulation
She never knows what to do
When I am gone because
I was her first born
Her baby girl
She never planned
Fow me to be a druggie or drink alcohol
And now she wants nothing to do with me
At all
My brother hates me for
Tearing our family apart he never calls
And now
He says all the time that
sissy did this to me
Now he shuts down fron the world
Because he saw me
Do the same thing
Its okay is what he thinks but
I try to tell him that its not
But He wont listen
And now he wants
nothing to do with me
At all
Thats why I pretend to go hard
So people wont mess with me
So people wont find out the real me
And leave for eternity
My life is not what it appears to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem