My Life In Shorts

Think Of Me

Your brutality hurts me

Though I might not show it

I am crying inside as

You tell me things that make me sick

I write this peom

With complete hatred

Your such a stupid prick

You keep me caged in

My heart is now on fire

Burning your face in there

When you die a brutal death

I promise you I won't care

I try my hardest to forget

All the things you said I would never be

All the empty threats you never did

So when you die, think of me.