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Smiling On the Outside


Long day

Freak, loner, emo

All the names they call me

When no one is around.

I walk in the house she’s

                                                                 Smiling

It’s never good when she smiles

You’re late

That is my greeting to bad I’m

                                                                   On

Time. She comes closer to me

I cower back into the corner

I know what’s coming I prepare for

                                                                           The

Hit. When it comes it

 comes hard, harder than normal

Five minutes later she walks away

As if nothing happened.

                                                                       Outside

Dogs are barking

Kids laughing

A normal world

Why can’t my world be like that?

 

 

Instead I’m       

 

                                                             Dying

Every day. I need out.

She doesn’t treat me

How a mother should.

 Hits yells kicks

                                                             On

A good day

Bad days I feel like

I should be dead

                                                              The

Worst part

No one knows

People suspect

But do nothing

I want so badly to

Let someone

                                                            Inside

So they can understand

What I go through.

The pain

The rejection.

 

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