When I look into your eyes
I know you can hear my silently cries
But it fuels your anger more
Like an angry dragon in folklore
I'm not a princess, just a waste of space
Like an empty trophy case
You've got no need for me
It's something you can clearly see
I know that's why you hit
It's okay daddy, I can stand it
But I still love you
So why can't you love me too?
You just hit and kick
You say I make you tick
Maybe if I was pretty
I could make you love me
Maybe if I was skinny
Maybe you wouldn't hate me
But the day you came home drunk and yelling
Well, it was kind of telling
Just one question, why?
Did you hate me as much as to let me die?
YOU ARE READING
burning roses
Poetry[Previously called "A Thousand Thoughts Like Shattered Glass"] These are poems that I write in an attempt to cope and I write them hoping that they will help not only me, but other people who read them too. I'd love to hear what you think of them...
