Endless Anger

July 20, 2010
By , Jasper, GA
I cry myself to sleep.
But no one ever sees it.
You guys scream anf fight.
And I'm left with the pieces.
I feel like we're a house of cards,
on a wobbly plastic table, I try
to keep us balanced but I guess I'm just not able
Mom, we're barely on our feet now,
Dad you make me want to scream,
The thing I want the most if for you both to see
What you have done and the trainwreck you made me.





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