My tim, trái tim is filled with sorrow and pain
bạn hurt me for your own gain
But I'm moving on to greater things
No matter how much your words sting
I'll always tình yêu bạn
But why couldn't bạn say I tình yêu bạn too
Keep moving is what I tell myself
Crying my eyes out all bởi myself
I'm gone for good not coming back
Go in the closet my clothes are off the rack
My pain goes with me wherever I go
I wanna go back but my tim, trái tim says no
Tell me do miss me
Probably not because your searching for your key
Don't bạn miss having me around
If not then but now too late I'm out of town
bạn hurt me for your own gain
But I'm moving on to greater things
No matter how much your words sting
I'll always tình yêu bạn
But why couldn't bạn say I tình yêu bạn too
Keep moving is what I tell myself
Crying my eyes out all bởi myself
I'm gone for good not coming back
Go in the closet my clothes are off the rack
My pain goes with me wherever I go
I wanna go back but my tim, trái tim says no
Tell me do miss me
Probably not because your searching for your key
Don't bạn miss having me around
If not then but now too late I'm out of town
Sometimes I don't understand
I disconnect my tim, trái tim and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why bạn hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways bạn did
no twelve năm old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
bạn hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
I disconnect my tim, trái tim and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why bạn hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways bạn did
no twelve năm old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
bạn hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
Shard of glass
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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My family tells me that
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until bạn read the compelling
poems bạn will understand
why my journal of thi ca
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
thi ca and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
nghề viết văn this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my thi ca means the way that it
does to me,
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until bạn read the compelling
poems bạn will understand
why my journal of thi ca
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
thi ca and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
nghề viết văn this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my thi ca means the way that it
does to me,
Is it okay to be
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
thêm belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
bạn that I don't
tình yêu you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
tình yêu me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like bạn who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted bạn I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami tình yêu me?
Do bạn know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
thêm belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
bạn that I don't
tình yêu you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
tình yêu me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like bạn who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted bạn I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami tình yêu me?
Do bạn know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)