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by Mercedes*   Apr 26, 2005


I wanna write a poem straight from the heart,
One when you read it it tears you apart.
It makes you feel angry happy and sad,
Makes you feel good and makes you feel bad.
So here is poem and I hope when you read it you see the real me,
Not the girl who lives her life based inside a fantasy.
People look at me and think theres a girl who has it all,
She's smart pretty and has her daddy's credit card when she goes to the mall.
She's sweet and innocent and thinks she's the best,
But they don't know the rest.
The person inside the perfect world they don't see,
The troubled girl inside screaming to be free.
All she wants is for someone to care,
Instead of being admired and to have people stare.
Alone in her room she holds the blade to her throat,
And in her suicide note she wrote.
Please tell my parents I love them and there is nothing they could do,
They didn't know how I felt and couldn't understand my point of view.
Please tell my brother I love him and to be strong,
To be there for the family when I am gone.
Please tell my friends I love them too and to be tough,
Being there just wasn't enough.
I needed someone who knew how I felt,
And with my problems could have helped me dealt.
I am sorry that it had to end this way,
And I guess for one last thing there is nothing to say.
So there is my poem straight from the heart,
And I hope when you read it it tore you apart.

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