Just One More Year

I got home just in time

for the sun to say good night

 

I walk inside the door to find

a fist that flew towards my face

 

I get up with tears riding down

my face and wonder what I did

to look at that afful face

 

She crude and ignorant

A blast of pain and hate runs

through my blood as shes yelling

telling me to be perfect, to be

just like my sister

 

As I'm yelling back to leave me

alone, and explaining that no one

is perfect and if she deal with it,

to abandon me instead

 

Thats all I really ask as I beg and

plead for me to be free from her

grasp while shes choking every last

breath from my pitiful lungs

 

What have I really done to deserve

this?

Why was I the one to receive the

pain and suffering?

All I wanted was a night with the

real people I love

 

Was it so hard to ask for?

 

As I'm quivering and crying in the

feto possition of my darkened room,

I cry out for my love and for my friends

..you know..the ones that really care

 

I think to myself, "only one more year

and you'll be out"," only one more year

and you can forget about your past and

live the life you love and have been

waiting for forever"

 

I hate them so for what they've done

 

"just one more year and I'll be out. Just

one more year and I'll be able to be free,

....to escape!"

Reviews

[Forest Green]

The young years...they can be a trial. Hang in there, though...time will take care of all. I hope it gets better for you...truly.

Forest