Parent Abuse

by *Natalie*   Dec 18, 2004


As I sit here
Bored as hell
I think about how my life
Is just like living in a cell

My parents are so strict
They all ways tell me what to do
Making me hate myself
And making me feel blue

My dad some times hits me
Or throws me in the pool
He does this when I don’t do what they say
Or when I break a simple little rule

One of these days
I’m going to run away
Keep on running
Until I find a place to stay

I’m not going to turn back
Not even for a second
Do you think they would care?
Or even reckon

I really really hate them
And wish they would just see
How mean they really are
And how much they are hurting me

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  • 19 years ago

    by CynicxSincexBirth

    wow, thats great. my parents are that way. did you know its not abuse unless ur father hits u when ur on the ground. if ur standing up and he hits you a couple of times or slaps u around. it isn't considered abuse. i know this. the police told me so...