I am here,
Wondering if they would ever care; me losing everything.
Not that I ever had much.
According to them;
Not even a brain.
Everything I said was stupid, everything I did and ever cared for.
I was stupid.
At least I could find something to be. I was a bitch too. An evil one, with no sensitivity.
I hated everyone and didn't appreciate all that I didn't have.
Stupidity.
Though I was
Innocent
and too naive to fuck, I was a whore.
I was abusing every substance and high on
myself
too. I gulped cigarettes and inhaled alcohol.
I robbed from my family, though I was a bastard.
I put the friends that I did not have, to shame.
They beat me with emotions,
And corrupted me with false hopes.
They
said I could be
Everthing
and they made me a prostitute.
I was too weak to carry my own weight,
And too stupid to walk in a straight line
Or find my way home,
Though I didn't have one.
Or
So
They
Said,
But they are careless.
Just like me.
And they do not realize how they have destroyed
ME.
Or how much I could have loved them.
And how much I wanted to, while they were pulling me away.
Denying the product of their own foolishness, trying to forget away my
Existence, which is still fighting to breathe.
Because
They
Were
Stupid
They
Were
Evil
They
Were
A Waste
of suffocating hatred
And they will never have the
Satisfaction
of my
blood
under
their
feet
I will rise above them
written by:Kate Gubert
1 comment:
Hi Kate- Merry Christmas!
I remember this poem- and how powerful it is. And here's what I think about MySpaces- everyone has them! Dare to be different! Don't get one! Your blog is way cooler.
So, hope you had a good holiday!
Rachel
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