I Don't Really Know

I Don't Really Know

A Poem by Rachel Elizabeth

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I'm not going to lie, 
I'm really confused. 
I've been hurt before,
Beat down and used. 
But I can't help but believe, 
What you begin to deceive 
And play with my head,
Until I wished I was dead. 
You tell me things,
Sickeningly sweet fibs, 
And with broken wings, 
I'm beginning to slip.
Off the face of the Earth, 
No emotion, no girth 
I wonder just why,
You tell me such lies? 
The truth hurts.
So tell me now, Mother,
Was I a bother?

© 2010 Rachel Elizabeth

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awesome poem :) i sort of know what you mean. i have some issues with my mom as well

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