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Unhappy

Contributed by Atari on Saturday, 18th December 2004 @ 10:04:15 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Why is this hate so freaking harmful? Why does it take control of me? Why can I not control my own mind? Why must I be so hideous? Why did you let her do this to me? Why must you enjoy seeing me cry? Why must I even ask you if you care when all I hear is no? Do you care? No! Why not? Because you’re an ignorant sun of a *****…no I’m a daughter of one! Why must you let me run away from you when you know **** well I’m hurt? Why must you let me bleed and just act like a mother when others are around? Why must I care for your attention? Why must I care for anyone’s if I can’t have yours? No, no one’s allowed to make me happy! You won’t let them. So everyone leave me alone because my mother won’t let me be happy! She hates me to much to let me be happy! So leave me be and I shall die unhappy. Like she wants me too, all you ever wanted was for me to die, I guess, well guess what oh mother dearest. Guess freaking what? I will die unhappy! Want to know why? Because you led me to this you lead me to being weighed down by your hate your anger and your anguish towards me. So let me be so I can die unhappily!

Ariane Brooks




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Re: Unhappy (User Rating: 1 )
by Doriens_Picture on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 01:28:05 AM AEST
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you know i see this everyday

even in my own family

my family is on genetic crack

so dont feel bad coz it all ends




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