It’s just the way it is
Mom and my
Uncle really love
Me I know they do
But some of the
Remarks they get
To me really
Break me
Down break my soul
Down so far I think
I can’t take anymore
But I always seem
To prevail by the grace
Of god. I know they
Don’t mean these
They say but it
Sometimes comes
Across in a very
Hurtful way.
I don’t see why
They have to get
At me for dropping
Things and breaking things?
When they know I
Didn’t mean too in the
First place broken things
Can be replaced but people can’t
Or so I was taught maybe
They can who knows
I know in my heart
They only reason
They get mad at
The fact I have cp
And they get angry
At themselves because
They can’t cure me in
Someway magically
If I’ve learned one
Thing it’s anger
Never solves
Anything.
That’s just how
My life is and always will
Be
April 1st 2009