Evil Step DadA Poem by Joy Lynn B.true(My step dad, anyway)
He laughs as he picks,
He yells and he screams, Why is it chosen, That when he yells, It's at me, It's the stupid stuff, That he yells at, To make me cry, In my head I'm asking, Why, Have you heard of Cinderella, When she had an evil step mother, I know how it feels except for the she it's a she, And HE has anger issues the size of the empire state building, You can't run away, He'll catch you, When he laughs, It's like it's raining over your head, Sometimes at night I'm wishing I'm dead, I don't want to be dead, But thats all I can do, To get out of this night mare, I pray that I do, I tell me mom, She understands, But he has so many problems, That she takes it in her hands, My mom works two jobs, Still not enough to pay, I have a job just so my mom, Can have her day, I don't want none of ya'll to feel bad for me, I don't want you to cry, Thats not why I write these, So don't think to even cry, Just wanted to tell you the story, Of my evil step dad, No lie.
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4 Reviews Added on April 2, 2010 Last Updated on April 2, 2010 AuthorJoy Lynn B.Somewhere, FL, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutSo, ya my name is already given, if you haven't read it then it's Joy Lynn B.! I love writing poetry and writing songs for me to sing! To bad for me I have to buy music to go with it..... so that make.. more..Writing
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