How would you feel?
If you were to know that you are one of the reasons why I’m like this?
Why I grew up silently,
With this attitude and these emotions?
With this hate that lives inside me
The pain that still can’t heal
With the thoughts of suicide
Not wanting to live a second longer
That I cut till I bleed and fib
That never wanted any thing
And all that you have brought me is nothing but pain
This fuc*ing life is killing me.
Just when I try to get rid of this madness you just seem to make it worse.
Why don’t you just mind your own fuc*ing business and leave me alone,
Let me be free, almost twenty screwed up years because of you,
It’s not like if you mind about what goes on…
Why want to straightened things up now?
You can’t, I’ve already made my decisions.
All I want is for you to get away.
If you didn’t want to have to deal with me you could have just aborted me.
And avoid all this damn situations that have been going on through out life.
Now, how would you feel if you knew this mom?
How would you feel if you knew that this is about you?
You caused it, so stop your bitching.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem