Her

Her

A Poem by Ashleigh Jo

I sit here and look at her,


How come my life is a blur.

She dont have to worrie about nothing at all,

She dont care when im crying down the hall.


I was there for her when she needed me,


Im sick of getting down on my knee.

She runined my life and she dont care,


And she thinks its fare.


Im stick of all of this I scream at night,


And I can even see the light.


I want out of this,


I just want some bliss.

Just a little happiness a smile on my face,


Im sick of this chase.


Noone will take the time to look in my eyes and see who i really am,


I feel just people are useing me for a scam.


I really just dont understand what im sposed to do anymore,


Am i really sposed to take it all and ignore it.


Im so confused i dont want to do it anymore,


Im scared that im going to loose eveything and everyone.

 

© 2009 Ashleigh Jo


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Added on March 8, 2009
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Ashleigh Jo
Ashleigh Jo

Wellsville, NY



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Hi my name is Ashleigh Jo. Im 14 years old. I live in a small town. I find that a lot of people tell me that im a great writer. So thats why im doing this. A lot of my poems come from my heart. And ye.. more..

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