'I dont like it here anymore, ' I say, but I just can't seem to get
away.
I dont like it here in this dark trench.
It makes everything feel so tense.
I don't like it here anymore with you.
Apparantly you didn't like it too.
Because you left, left with your bage packed.
And now I feel free and never want youto come back.
But he let you come back, back to where you unpacked.
Back to where it will begin again,
The kicking and fighting I guess will never stop.
One day I will just pop,
With all my anger bottled up
I will just explode and blow up and up.
I don't like it here anymore I say,
But I still can't seem to get away.
I want you to leave again, where I was free.
To run and play and do as I please.
To have a real life with no yelling or hitting.
But he let you back where you still stand,
And continue to unpack.
I don't like it here anymore I say,
But I still can't seem to get away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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