Just...Her Life

A Poem

Just...Her Life

Her life
A living hell
No one there
To catch her when she fell

Feeling all alone
In a world so cruel
Everyone thinking
She is nothing but a fool

And so she asks
How does she do it?
How does she survive
In her own life?

Always under the shadow
Cast upon this older sibling
Never living up
To the high expectations.
Of who, you ask?
Her one and only source of love
The ones she cannot please
Her mom and dad.

Its's sad
How she always messes up.
It's sad
How she always sits at home,
Thinking what if
She was never born.

Who is this girl?
You all wonder.
Why does she feel this way?
You all plunder.

She does because this is her life.
She does because it is true.

Still, the question remains.
Who is she?

Well I'll give you hint
Or maybe it's answer.
Whatever it is,
Maybe you can help her.

That girl is me.

Reviews

[Kaiko]

Oh, so personal. Anyways, everything about this screams, "great write!" And it definitely captures the reader. It's almost perfect in rhythm, as sad as the entire story may be. You did well in writing this.