Sometimes I don't understand
I disconnect my cuore and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why te hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways te did
no twelve anno old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
te hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
I disconnect my cuore and my head
why
why things happen to the people they happen to
why people hurt other people
why we, he, she got hurt
why te hurt me the way-
pardon me-the ways te did
no twelve anno old should be hurt and treated the way I was
no one should be hurt and treated the way I was
and I know I danced around the truth
and I know I covered up your tracks
your lyin', cheatin', abusin' ass
te hurt me
but, as they say,
pain demands to be felt
Shard of glass
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
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My family tells me that
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until te read the compelling
poems te will understand
why my journal of poesia
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
poesia and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
Scrivere this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my poesia means the way that it
does to me,
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until te read the compelling
poems te will understand
why my journal of poesia
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
poesia and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
Scrivere this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my poesia means the way that it
does to me,
Is it okay to be
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
più belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
te that I don't
Amore you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
Amore me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like te who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted te I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami Amore me?
Do te know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
più belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
te that I don't
Amore you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
Amore me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like te who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted te I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami Amore me?
Do te know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)