Father

Words

Words

Words

Words

They never get through,

we've try to speak our pain

but it doesn't matter to you

Words 

Words 

Words

Words

You never want to tell the truth

you're selfishishness knows no bounds

invisible in our youth

Words

Words

Words

Words

I'd rather I didn't exist

than live underneath your feet

as well as your fist

Words

I've finally given up

my voice has been stifled

haven't you done enough?

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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