I don't want to live like this,
I don't want to be the one like this,
Constenly upset and hurting my self,
I want to move on I don't want to take a miss,
There so many family and friends,
I'm hurting by hurting myself,
Idon't want to cry when I look at my arm,
Iknow if I go to far I'm hurting everyone not just ones self.
I want to be happy,
I want to be scarless,
In the future, I want to stop,
Don't want to leave all my mess.
I have cried to long,
And so much but no more,
I'm going to move on,
I am going to open the next door.
I am going to heal my arm,
I am going to stop this,
I am going to stop hurting other,
I am going to stop now there's so much I don't want to miss.
I want to see my beautifull nephews,
Grow up to be the big boys,
I want yo be able to help them,
I want to watch them grow up out of their toys.
I want to see my sister and brother in law,
Buy that house they love,
I want to be there for them as a sister,
And watch them be one anothers glove.
I want to see the hosue dad and fiona build,
I want ot see the estate grow,
I want to see them live their lives tot he full,
I want to be there through their highs and lows.
Theres so much I can live up to now.
There was more to the poem but it was four pages long and I couldn't be bothered writing it.
