They abandoned me.
They made me angry.
They don't care.
They don't want anything to do with me.
They make feel empty inside.
They are not my family.
They are my enemies!
They are my worst nightmare!
They make feel like they're inside of me,
making me angry.
making me bleed, making me sadder than ever.
It isn't life
It isn't a dream;
It is my living nightmare.
That has made me who I am today,
And that has changed my life in so many ways.
I try to get away,
But all I see is closed doors,
Paintings of horror
I run and run
But see nothing
Nothing but closed doors that surround me.
My nightmare is still the same
But please, please don't be ashamed.
It's my life.
It's my nightmare.
It's all I have to bear.
This is all I have.
This what I live.
This is what I breathe.
This is me.
And there's nothing I can do...
But live the nightmare ..that they have planned for me.