Hey! My Name is Ashley! I like to listen to music and get lost in the world of soccer. The ball as my channel of frustraion! See, i get great marks in school, but what people don't realize is thats all I have! Here they are cursing that they dont have marks like me, and oh im so lucky! But its all i got, and its my way out, so i am determined and i try! My life consists of a former alcoholic father, who is now a born again (fake and mental) christain! I am a christian too! But not like him! I also have too brothers who dropped out of cllege and wasted all they had going for them. I have an alcoholic/abusive step father that my mother hasnt the strength to leave no matter how many times he hurts her! Along wiht this life, cam ehtat one person, friend, who helped me deal! But it was brief and ended hurtfully! Many of my poems may contain info about her! and my family and my mother! Sorry if soem of my poems arent the kind anyone can understand, sometimes only i can! |
Done And Gone
Take everything left of me...
Out Of Reach
When I was young you weren't even there...
Become
We take our first breath...
I\'m Who I Am,
Not Who You Choose To Think I Am...
Snowflake
From the vastness of the sky...
I bet you'd like it, said he,
where is the good influence suppose to be...
It seems everyone will always be blind to my pain until i write it out in red for them. |
Read between the lines of whats messed up and eveyrthing\'s alright. |
Pain comes in many different ways and forms and from the people you would least expect. |