Treasure Island

Kim Hooten

(October 11,1988 / West Allis, Wisconsin)

To My 'Loving' Parents...


I’m sorry you don’t love me,
I’m sorry you don’t care.
I tried so hard to please you,
But you were never there.
All I did, I did for you,
I tried to make you proud.
But now, I feel I’d be better off,
Covered in a shroud.
If I cried, you didn’t care,
When I bled, you jeered.
I can find no help from you,
It’s as I always feared.
So lead on your precious lives,
Enjoy your disappointment.
I’ll survive without you somehow,
I’m sorry I’m not heaven sent.

Submitted: Thursday, January 13, 2005
Edited: Thursday, August 31, 2006

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