Death
Say what you want to say,
'cuz when your dead you can't say nothin'
like how you hate that boy
or feels distrubed when he's around
or how disrespectful he can be
or selfish
or foul-tempered
or violent
better yet abusive.
When will you come to realize your worth
How pretty the picture seems
How damaged you really are
no one can really image the depth of the water from the surface.
This poem is about:
My family
Our world