Enough

I always sat back and listened to you yell

I never liked it but I was shy as hell 

I watched you punch holes in our wall I would be so scared

I wanted to call 911 

but you told me to never tell.

Whenever I cried you told me to be

a man cause a man don’t cry

right.

You were so big but all you wanted to do was fight 

you always had to be right you and my mom would argue

I couldn’t get no sleep at night. 

They day you got angry and pushed her on the floor

I had enough I grabbed my metal bat and hit you with it

you ain’t so tough. 

I had enough.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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