My life

No one likes me
and I dont know why
sometimes I wish I could just break down and cry
but I cant cause I have cried my last tear
my mother left me so she can drink beer
I hate my life I dont want it anymore
I feel as if my heart is always sore
I am 18 but I feel like I'm 5 sometimes I wish I wasn't alive
My life is different
but know one knows
its like I am always on "Tippy-toes"
I was given up when I was seven Ill tell you now that wasn't heaven
My step-mother was a witch
she would lock me in the attic
me and my sister were always in a panic
Men would come in
men would go out
you probably dint know what this is about
I always knew my step-mother was a hooker
Ill tell you know she wasn't a looker
Ive been hurt, beat
and molested
sorry but I didn't no how to address it
This is my life
I hate it so
will someone tell me how the rest will go
If i was dead
would anyone care
I wouldn't know cause I wouldn't be there
i wrote this poem to tell my story
If your now depressed I am really sorry.