January 6, 2009
By kirstie myers, Tiffin, OH

There are times when i ponder

Then again i start to wonder

if i didn’t tell

would my life be hell

would it get better

I think about you all the time

I wonder if that is a crime

do you miss me

because i know i miss you

it hurt to see your pictures

it really makes me hate myself

t time i just want to die

Why can’t you just tell the truth

Tell them you hurt me

I have shown proof

so if you read this you still are my dad

It might make you mad

you went and replaced us you told us

Basically Goodbye

so do you hate me do you tell

so i can stop feeling like I’m going to hell...

The author's comments:
i have been hurt and i got alot of bagage

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