Broken Girl

by 454544554   May 17, 2009


Who am I I'm the girl who you'll never see, you'll pass right by and not even notice me.

I'm the girl who people only pretend to love, the one that wonders if she'll even make it to the heavens above.

The girl whose dad never told her he loved her even once that is true, so do I have a right to be sad and blue.

I'm the girl whose mom yells at her continuously, fore in her mothers eyes shes a nothing, just a nobody.

I'm the one who just lays here every night upon this lonesome bed just to cry, asking god the same question over which is why?

Why must this happen to me?, am I losing my mind am I crazy?

Guess I'm just a screw up for I'm a punk that's true, so does that mean forever I'm supposed to be blue.

I'm lost inside can't escape, I hate the fact that I endured rape.

He did things to me I'll never speak out loud about, maybe that's why I'm filled with all this self doubt.

Wish someone would hold me kiss me in the rain, let it all wash away this pain.

Want someone to run their fingers through my pretty blond hair, this world sometimes is to much for me to bare.

I want someone to look into my dark blacked out eyes, not tell me all these stupid lies.

Just cause I dress a certain way, doesn't mean I want to fade away.

Someone help me please, I'm begging now on my knees.

Just cause I'm broken apart, seems as though I'll never mend this broken heart.

I'm the one who will forever ever fall, just a lost girl a shattered doll.

Broken down is what I am my torn inside never mends, this pain never is always their and never ends.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Kemmy Rose

    To tell you the truth, this poem remind me a lot about me. My dad doesn't love me- he is gone away. My mom hates me or she is really jealous of me, but either way she doesn't seem to want me in her life other than someone to cook and clean. I was raped when I was fifteen, and it is a lot easier telling a stranger about it then someone I know. I haven't really gotten "help" for anything really. I just hope that I can be myself through all of it and stay strong until I can be out by myself.

    If you are a reader I suggest you read SPEAK by Laurie Halse Anderson.. The movie is good too. Here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJTd7sgGIHk

    and

    The movie is in parts one through nine by the same person..
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2OFtBXyeTNU

    I am also here if you need to talk!

  • 14 years ago

    by Luaren Ernst

    This poem is really heart breaking, i dont think i couldnt imagin living in a world where my mom thought i was a no one. Girly, if you need anyone to talk to, just pm me. I promis, tho it may seem like its hopless that there is always hope

  • 14 years ago

    by Good Enough

    Its depressing.. brings back alot of my past..

    this pome has some good points. but it jumps from one subject to the other. it gets confusing. other than that its really good.

  • 14 years ago

    by xxXCrazyXNeonXGurlXxx

    Wow thats like really good

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