Kickz Poem by Emma Jane Rae

Why do you get kicks,
out of watching me cry?
does it make you feel big,
when i want to die?
does it make you feel good,
telling lies about me?
your acting like a fool,
and everyone can see,
how does it feel,
when i dont reply?
or do you just force-feed,
people with another lie?
i wish i could shut my eyes,
and all this would be gone,
but when i open them,
your still there saying i did wrong!
but how could it have been me?
this is all YOUR fault,
your just blaming me,
because i made it come to a hault,
well im sorry if i destroyed this nasty little affair,
i gave you the chance to come clean,
but you wernt interested- you didn't care!
your wrecked our family,
and broke up our home,
and your the one thats all alone!
so does it make you feel proud?
that you tore us all apart? you proved to me that day mum
you have no heart!
so im sorry mum that i dont want to know,
but it wasnt our choice,
we didnt make you go! so make up your little stories,
and tell everyone you see,
but just remember mum:
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but your words will NEVER hurt me!