To bad

Some poems are real
Some are just made up
So don't you dare think
That I am messed up

I know your just protective
And you want to know
but not all of this happened
so just let it go

Do ask me questions
I won't answer anymore
They annoy me SO much
So please close the door

Don't give me a hare time
And Don't Judge me
You don't know how I feel
You don't see what I see

So don't track me down at school
And make me sad
Don't give me a hard time
I write poems, To BAD

So what if their about rape and depression
So what if their sad
It's none of your business what I've been through
Get over it to bad

I know your my friend
and you care
But your drowning me
and that I can't bear

*please H stop giving me a hard time about my poems i know you care, but still....*