Why Poem by Princess Moultrie

why is it that i cant be perfect
for a day
and hour
just for a minute
nothing seems to make you proud
nothing.
i feel like nothing now,
because i am nothingto you
just a useless play toy to pass the time
yes, a thing,
thats what i am
why cant i be of more value to you
honestly,
tell me what i did wrong,
ill try my best to fix it
but thats all i can ever do,
try.
cant say i will.
but ill try
when everything goes bad,
then it gets worse
then terrible
until everything is gone
all the blood is drained from my body
why you ask?
i think you know by now
i cause myself pain,
to surpress the emotions
why is it that when i say awful things
your first reaction is to hit
what did i do?
you always said to speak my mind
thats what i did....and i was punished
hypocrites!
you think you know someone,
then they turn on you
draining your energy....
taking and taking, but they never gave anything

(29 July 06)