Bastard Girl

I am not your little bastard child
sad, alone, crying in the rain
No longer will I be your puppet child
unworthy for your mistake
The stigmata on my hands and knees
proof of how I used to be
Who is the adult in this nuclear explosion?
the oldes, the one who graduated college, Mother
Or the child who has feed the family, sacrifce, scapegoat
Age doesn't equal wisdom
and your college degree's just paper
What gives you the right to decide my life
ripd me from a safe bed,
tear me from my friends again
and send me back to hell
Send me into ignorance, hatred, darkness
return me to the jaws of my depression
I was already forged in the fires of hell
Send me back and I will crumble
Melt within this chemical reaction
Destroyed in seconds, ruined life
Another teenaged suicide
For what? Why this senseless waste
Anothers selfish hatred
Her fear of being tied down
And her mother's foolish runaway thoughts
Laziness and tranny are the reason for my scars
A mother leeching off of others
And her daughter stealing for a living
Alas I must confess
that little bastard girl is me

Poem by EnigmaticShadow

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