a broken home and a broken kid
My momma left me she hurt me real bad she told shane that he was my dad, 14 years ago
i could of been left in the cold winter snow but instead i lived and i met my real dad
and yes it was sad ,cause i didnt understand, know i see why my momma didnt want him
to take care of me ,cause we the same person . Yes i undertand what she did was
wrong and when i was little so much happend i cant explain. My dad wont understand
what happend to me he cant understand it never happend to him so why would he understand.
My family think life is so perfect but its not cause they dont even undersand the little things
that hurt me ,they dont notice when im depressed , they didnt notice when i had cuts up my wrist
somebody i dont even know snitched yes and then my counslor call my family and then noticed . They yell at me for the sillest things.
like not cleaning room or not getting grades,like you want me to get good grades but then you make me watch ur kids.
yes im oldest now but its not my fault ,do you think i like getting picked on bye all family no idont
and do you think i like being dumb do you think i like getting bad grades no i dont ... ps thank you for letting me get this off my cheast...