My Life

by Linda   Aug 3, 2005


I wanna die
I hate my life
sometimes I think of
doing suicide

Sometimes I go back
to the old days
but then I realize
they are all the same

the hitting
the fighting
the bleeding
the crying

so then
just to make sure
that they'll never forget
I grab a rope
and I hang by the neck

this will help my dad
learn his mistakes
to never ever hit me every day

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