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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Family · #1033280
A poem on how a teenagers life is. Basically my life in my house.
You never listen to what I say
You yell at me from day to day
You expect me to be nice to you
But, you yell at me so I yell too
You say stuff that you don’t really mean
But, what should I think I am just a teen
Yelling and screaming in this house
I would rather it be as quiet as a mouse
Your other child you adore
So forget about me I’ll be mean so more
I never want to go back
To a house filled with arguing people who are whack
My problems you never know
I tell them to people but to you I don’t show
You just never understood
Anything about my childhood
You said you would know all my problems
But out of all of them you only know some
To me you try to prove
How my life is going to improve
But with a dad never home
You kind of get the alone syndrome
But when he comes I am nice
But I guess the relationship is solid as ice
Because away again he will go
But stronger the relationship will grow
Seeing him sometimes heals my soul
But talking to him from day to day is my major goal
As my mom I just can’t tell
All these problems in this living hell
We’ve had problems in the past
But this is just another one that will last
The other night you said forget it
About anything I want which is just a little bit
All I want is love and care
But that being there is very rare
Because we never show
So I never know
Five minutes ago you said you love me
Now we are arguing may we stop I will plea
Well I guess it is over for now
Because I go to my room and end this for now
But again it will start
Only disrupting in my heart
I can’t take this no more
You yell at me, I slam the door
We never talk anything out
All we do is scream and shout
So I never tell anything to you but you’re listening now
And I am going to tell the truth and this is how
You’re going to sit down and listen to me
Then all of my problems you will see
You might understand
Maybe ever lend me a hand
My problems we’ll sort out
Me fighting with you is what this is about
But since you’re listening
With your heart all glistening
Maybe you should check your son
Because out of our family he has won
He gets in trouble in and out of school
His troubles are floating in a pool
He hits and bullies me all the time
What I am saying is he’s a slime
Punishment would probably help
But then he’ll hit me and I’ll scream and yelp
All I am trying to do
Is help out this family and you can help too
I guess what I am saying is I love this family
And I want it to turn out merrily
I sometimes hate them
But then again my heart was hemmed
Well now you know what I truly feel
Saying this to you is how I heal
So I hope you listened close
Now my feelings you got a dose

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