Sometimes Poem by desirae brown

Sometimes



sometimes I cry
no matter how hard I try
I can't be perfect
all I am is an insect
for them to disect
an outcast and a loner
and a stupid bother
they love my stupid brother
but oh how they hate me
so please somebody kill me
kill me kill me

Monday, February 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: brother
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Amy Louise Kerswell 06 April 2009

This poem hit me like a boom its exactly how I feel I love the bit that say i am an insect to disect.

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