Can't you see?
That this is not me
I'm trapped in this body
Wanting to be set free
It's a struggle everyday
To do what I got to do
Waking up in the morning
That's something that
I shouldn't have to do
People say to me
‘Why don't you smile? '
I just laugh and say
‘Would you smile?
If you had to go through
What I have to go through everyday? '
My poetry writing
Keeps me sane
I just write down how I'm feeling
In them, I'm usually to blame
What have my parents done?
To deserve a son like me?
What have I given them?
Apart from grief and misery
There's to much anger
Inside of me
There's to much hatred
Inside of me
There's to much confusion
Inside of me
There's to much pain
Inside of me
So kill me with the love
That you can't express towards me
Come on kill me!
I'm begging you…I'm on my knees
By Jay Basey © 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I LOVE THIS POEM. IT'S SO EMOTIONAL. IT'S SO TRUE FOR SO MANY PEOPLE. PEOPLE WAKEUP EVERYDAY REGRETTING AND WONDERING WHY THEY ARE STILL ALIVE. I GO THROUGH IT. I HATE GETTING UP IN THE MORNING. I ALWAYS KNOW THAT SOMETHING ISN'T GOING TO GO RIGHT. YOU KEEP ON WRITING AND I'LL KEEP ON READING. GOOD WORK