Broken and Scared

July 15, 2009
By Edendweller BRONZE, Union City, Michigan
Edendweller BRONZE, Union City, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Life without books, is a life without color

I am what the stepped upon call broken hearted.

I am what the old call scared.

I am what the kids at school call wired.

I am what my friend call caring but kind of hidden.

I am what the court calls not a help.

I am what Cram's lawyer calls a big liar.

I am what my aunt calls a b***, a whore, a family breaker.

I am what I wish never to be.

I am a self countered sick mind.

I am what my boyfriend calls a good friend but a bad girlfriend.

But in my heart I know what I really am.

I am a caring, loving, good friend that has seen too many storms.

I also believe I am broken and scared.

I am damaged goods.

I will never be the same again.

The author's comments:
This poem is about some of the feels I had after I got out of a house were I was abuse.

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