Every Day

Yesterday, to day, every day is like living in a prison
Always told what to do what not to do
Never told good job or even an,
I love you from your father
Always yelled at cause you do something wrong
When it was your sisters or brother that did it
Living in a fenced in area nowhere to go
Not aloud to go out with friends,
Friends that are not actually friends
Living in a prison should not be able to happen
Unless you really do something wrong





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vampier said...
Sept. 22, 2011 at 7:39 am
i can so relat to this poem
 
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