Well i never got sexually abused or abused at all but i never had a mother she left when i was 2 and my dad was never there for me i lived with my grama and grampa and cryed each nite but now that i think of it i had my parents all the time i just never seen it with my eyes they raised me since i was to changed me and spoild me and now that im twelve i dont care for my real dad or mom cuz there not my real parents my "grand"parents r

'locked up in juviniele lockup' << locked/lockup . .. is too much for one line. maybe 'put away in. . . '

overall, it's a good poem.
maybe try some capitalization?
some people don't capitalize their poetry, and it's fine, but I believe it makes it look a bit more neat sometimes.

the emotion was good, hun. it was a really sad poem. :/ and I felt the pain and sorrow through-out it.

the word choice, as well, was quite amazing. the whole locked up/lockup thing wasn't all that good, but overall it was great.

the flow was good, as well. actually, i didn't find a spot where it wasn't good.

4|5: Good.

Haha, thanks
yah i was reading over my poem and
noticed the locked up/ lock up thing
just have been busy

thanks for your input
very much appreciated (:

-cassidy

Wow.
This is really sad.
You entered it in a contest.
It might have been mine, and if so I shouldn't be reading it.
But, oh well. (:

Haha.

I love dit, honestly.
this is what I meant by the stanzas and lines.

you did a wonderful job with a wonderful flow, emotion, and it was so sad.
i wanted to cry.

5.5

Wow i mean this is really good :(
Everytime i read a poem of yours i remeber the past and what i went through and your poems express it so well... U have a real talent xo 5/5