Hope is lostA Poem by brendaWhen you look at me, through those cold harsh eyes I feel like a black in old times, Whipped by a white man’s hand and stung by their insane coldness towards me. I earned you good grades all my life, I gave you hopes So one day I can be a grown full woman with a respected job. No child I think has ever lived what I live now A criminal is convicted of his wrong doing Put in jail and if he has the luck he may get out early. You are my jailer, you keep me, Locked in these bare walls, suffocating me of no love, not food, and no anything. My only crime has been getting two C’s I am sorry, I plead you! And you still talk to me like I am s**t My hunger ends when you call my name My tears come out when your words are spoken. The harshness makes me feel like a Jew According to you Mr. Hitler; I was only a race, a different religion, I wasn’t what you wanted to exist. So according to you dad, the first time I do a mistake, you make it feel Like a death sentence. Thank you, for injecting more sadness in my life. © 2011 brendaAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on June 10, 2011 Last Updated on June 10, 2011 Authorbrendaboredom city:p!!!, FLAboutMusic Playlist at MixPod.com love to plaster my feelings on paper.:) i am 15 years old and i love to write:D i seriously cant live withouth music and as you have noticed i love smiley faces!.. more..Writing
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