Fear

by Donna   Dec 4, 2005


You yell at me
for stupid sh!t
i do
you pick
and pick at me
i walk away
to get away from it all
you don't let me go
you keep me in this state
of fear
i am in
you tell me
i have problems
when i don't think
i do
i am a teenager
get over it
you where there once
now i drink my life away

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lilninja

    I liked it...keep it up..