Out the door

by tears of steal   Mar 16, 2008


I don't even know where to start
my life is a wreck
im falling apart.
one second everything is great
the next-yelling, fighting, more yelling.
you need to grow up-
your not old enough-
don't do this-
don't do that-
im sick of tryin to please them,
they get on my nerves,
i cant take it anymore.
im not perfect cant they see
im not them i can only be me.
Me is who i am, i want to be free.
free from the pressure, free from the house
i feel like a tiny caged mouse.
im sick of this crap
i cant take it anymore
im done with it, over.
Gone, im out the door.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    Good job , i liked the emotion used in this poem
    =]