Those bastards

[deadchild]

I want to change
but i cant
because of them,
those bastards

I cant be myself
i cant have fun
i would die
but i cant
because of them,
those bastards,

A depression so deep
i had to invent a new personallity
to hide my pain
my true self died a long time ago
because of them,
those bastards.

I had no childhood
I have to be the adult
because my parents
act like ****ing children
those bastards.

[Della~Moon]

wow! i know just how you feel hun, (i think the wording is a bit colorful but thats just me, and it does help to prove the point)

[Jay]

It looks like someone's life sucks... and so does mine, half the time. But the poem is nice, though. Good work.

[Delta40]

I like this poem because it is raw and honest.

[PrinceMyshkin]

An odd thing is that although it had over 900 views there were just 2 or 3 comments. As for your project, Delta, it's a generous one but in this case the author of the poem doesn't appear to be here any longer.

[dafydd manton]

Perhaps happily, I can't relate to this, because I've never been there, and it certainly won't happen now, and I have to confess that I'm not especially keen, but you can see the anger in it, the betrayal.

[Haunted]

Wow, what an awesome poem. The ending hits me like a rock. I just wish the author was here to hear our new comments.