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The Gift

by

Jenn Rodriguez

Father how could you?
You were never there
Sometimes I wonder if you ever cared

You're in your own world
Where you are always right
Where nothing but you matters
and where you always win a fight

Your vision is blurred
and you only see you
No one else is served
and all the women love you too

You make me think all men are like you
how could you?
Now I'm always worried
that I will be left too

My outlook is now scarred
and it hurts me
Leaving my life tattered and charred
and I can barely see

Thanks Dad
for this gift you've given me
I learned that men are always bad
and they will all abandon me
It's sorta sad,
this fear of being left
it makes me mad
and can't be shaken from my head
It may not ever leave me
Until the day I am dead
But it's ok
This was a gift from my Dad
Soo....
Why Am I Not Glad?

Thanks Jackass

by

Jenn Rodriguez

What happens when it feels like your life is actually starting to make sense?
Everything falls apart and you start all over again
Now I'm back where I was before...
Depressed, lost, sad, and confused.
Wow, isn't life just great?

I wish things would stay the same,
but they never have,
and they never will.
I guess there's no one left to blame,
but me,
and my heart.

So now I'm all alone again.
No one to run to when I'm scared,
no one to call when I'm feeling down,
no one to talk to when I feel lost.

Will I ever understand?
Or will I become lost im my own mind?
It's making me sick,
and I cant go on.
But I guess I'll have to
or My life will one day be gone...