Yes Really. And You Wonder Why I Hate You.

Yes Really. And You Wonder Why I Hate You.

A Poem by Sunflower

Really? 
That is all you ask me
That simple one word
Has all of the anger flooding ready to burst
All you do is talk down to me
And you wonder why I hate you?

Really?
I could ask the same to you
When you call me a b***h
How about when you call me a w***e
Oh I know how about when you call me your worst mistake
And you wonder why I hate you?

Really?
Your councilor had to step in
Had to tell you to be nice to me as "homework"
Sure whatever you say
I am sure though being nice doesn't give you free stabs at me
And you wonder why I hate you?

Really?
I have had only one birthday partying in my life
Never had a sleep over
Never had someone stay the night until last weekend
Have the worlds messiest house when you are a stay at home mom
And you wonder why I hate you?

Really?
Whenever I ask to do something
You always say no
But when I do something without asking
You said if I would have asked you would have said yes
And I get into trouble
And you wonder why I hate you?

Really?
See I could have many responses
So one simple word
That slimes out of your horrid self
So my follow up to your "Really?"
Yes Really. And You Wonder Why I Hate You.

© 2012 Sunflower


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Nice, sad write...good job Taya -hugs-

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this. Nice Write :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Sunflower
Sunflower

Kendallville, IN



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27. About to be divorced from my abuser. Trying to heal, and still searching to find who my true self is and where my soul feels peace. My life is a constant battle of how tough can I truly be. I have.. more..

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