A Title That Makes You Read
I don't like it.I don't like the facts.
I can't stand the rules.
That's why.
This. All of this.
It all will be left behind.
Next time you talk to her.
I'll get yelled at.
I let it slip.
I'm not at school.
There's something wrong with me.
I'm just like him.
I can't stand it
Maybe, the thoughts in my head will go away.
Or I will someday.
4 more years and life is mine
no more running, I guess it's fine.
Tay can't figure out why I think this way,
she wonders why I don't wanna stay.
I'm not dreading that day
I'm sorry it can't rhyme.
My dear reader
I'm not fine.
This breaks my heart.
No wait.
It's more of a searing pain.
Each in a part of my once lovely heart.
Maybe my story isn't that bad.
I've just had to many.
I thought I could rhyme that with "dad"
But he's not here.
Where is he mom?
How come he's not written in this song?
Oh right, you were scared, thats why he never got the chance to care.
It's rhymes now.
I comes so easy.
That's why I'm scared.
Sometimes I wonder why I try to bare.
Look deeper,
you'll se the pain.
I'm sorry my dear readers.
Why should you have to.
Maybe your life is worse.
Don't tell my mom, I
'm not allowed to.
My tears. They hit the screen.
Sometimes, I just wanna scream.
The unsaid rules.
Don't make me pray.
He couldn't find me, we've gone away.
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