Sick

by BrokenAngel   Aug 16, 2011


I'm sick of my family always talking about me, my sister and my parents. Just because we don't live near them doesn't give them the right to criticize.

I'm sick of my sister always talking about how she would've been a different person if our grandmother was still alive.

I'm sick of my cousins always bragging about what our grandmother does for them.I'm not in New York to see my grandmother and she doesn't even call me on my birthday but she calls my sister. I never met my other grandmother because she died when I was 3. It's hurts me when they talk about her and I don't know anything About her or even what she looked like. My best friend for 10years forgot who her true friends were so now I'm down a best friend. I feel like I'm a burden to some of my friends when I talk about certain problems so I don't bother anymore. The only way I get through my day is music.
I'm sick of being a nobody.

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