People Know Do They Now

by EthaniaShea   Jul 20, 2005


People tell me that I chose
That I chose to be neglected
People tell me that I chose
That I chose to be abused
But you know when both combined with rejection
It becomes anxiety
Oh yes, for some
Like myself
Now some tell me that I chose
That I chose to have anxiety
Well, I was neglected
I didn't know the truth
I was also abused
I wasn't told the way
So how was I to know
I didn't go to church very often after 1992
I was too young to remember much
My parents didn't care for it much after what happened
I was too young to go to church on my own
So no I didn't chose to be neglected
Nor abused nor depressed nor rejected
nor did I chose to have anxiety
It grew on me, as you can see
Now I must deal with it
And if you cannot help me
then don't speak to me on that particular matter.

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