“hello” I am your daughter, sarah lou
or sarah to you
I am dirty minded, clutzy and forgetful
I a sucker for one hit wonders
an insanely crazy too
I have secrets, I wont say
I like westlife, I just don’t say it
drink fuelled karaoke, I cant resist
and I talk to pj as I he was a person
I make myself cry so I don’t explode
I think of harmful thoughts, I just don’t
and I fight them every night
daily struggles in protecting you
when I hate myself and battle my head, just to get out of bed
but the light is on my side
I look for books just by the title
wishing everyday for good Charlotte to get back together
and Ronnie Radke would knock on my door.
Also my teddy Bears mean everything
I hate pink lipstick
why do people like me?
I work hard to smile and be OK
because the government say I have to be
when all I want to do is curl up and cry
“hello” I am your daughter, sarah to you
proud to be your offspring
even I cant read this to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have secrets! With the ways of my life. Nice work.
Ty I love ur teachers one alot reminds me of a teacher that encouraged my love of reading