My Life

When I was little I was so innocent that I could be,

I didn't know the world had more to see.

Waking up for school so young and shy,

Getting on the bus with guys so sly.

Ice cream came around recess time,

Sometimes couldn't get because didn't have a dime.

I got a new fresh hair cut but I was scared,

When I got to orchestra class everybody stared.

All the kids pointing and laughing made be uncomfortable,

I shut everybody out because it made me comfortable.

I remember a school that told me I lacked  innocence,

I felt like I was in jail due to their ignorance.

I didn't fit in because I was so different,

Being a little darker than everybody else was too different.

Little kids ran to the principal to tell this filthy lies,

Nobody believed me I was innocent just in disguise.

 

My body started changing and I didn't know what to do,

I had people say, " Wow look at you!"

Nobody looked at me before with interest in their eyes,

I was always over looked because lack in "thighs."

My habits start changing from the little girl I use to be,

Instead being the tom boy that use to be me.

I was introduce to something strange,

But feminism was more of my range.

More looks and eyes moved my direction,

But I didn't know I had someones attention.

Emotions and horomones going crazy,

But finding love doesn't have to be sexy.

Guys were drooling and howling like dogs,

Why did I let one dog do me so wrong?

I listen to the hound which I was badly mistaken,

He said he wanted love but he was honestly mistaken.

He took something very precious to me,

Young and dumb I was to blind to see.

 

All my life I was mistreated, emotionally abused, no support that came to me.

I sadly learned that this is the real life to be.

My heart has been cut out and serve to the dogs,

Everything will get better but I couldn't  tell with all of this fog.

Pain and misery is all I know,

Because no one just wanted to show.

I had guys lie to me and pretend to love me,

But in reality they were fooling me.

I was so lost in my sorrow and grief,

I descended to forget everybody that was special to me.

So my heart was broken for a very long time,

I just wanted others to suffer just like I did, is it a crime?

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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