Can Anyone Save Me? Poem by Magic What'sHerName

How could I have such a screwed
Up parent that booed
Me when I did something good
So I hide in my hood
As I walk in through the front door
People say I'm very hardcore
Because of the way I dress
Or the way I mess
Around and write so strangely
All I know is that I plea
That someone would rescue me
How could someone not help me?
Can't they see the real me?
I'm hiding somewhere and I'm waiting to get out
No one listens to me while I scream and shout
Can anyone save me?
Or does anyone even try to save me?

*(I wanted someone to save me, But no one stayed with me, For they all had better things to see, It's as if they can't hear me) *