"UGH!" i yelled at the top of my lungs while trying to swat bugs off my arms and legs. My sister Roxy was laughing at me, well shes the one who lived out here, she was born here but she had to move when she was 5. Roxy is only 5 years older then me, while i am staring highschool shes starting college. the only reson we are moving here is because my mother couldnt stand to be far from Roxy. I hated how Roxy got treated better then me. Mom was calling me to help her move in the couch but my brother Ted helped her. Ted like my sister was born here but he adapeted to where ever we went. Ted was the lucky one. Ted is 23 and is dating this girl Wendy. I wish Wendy was my sister and not Roxy. Wendy was nice she was cute and she had a heart of gold. My mom kept telling Ted to marry Wendy all ready. but Ted wasnt listening. As you should have known Ted lives here before we moved. I grabbed my bags and headed up stairs to my room. i wasnt shocked on how big the house was. My parents were rich, my moms dad Grandpa ben had oil on his property. and My dad was a Actor, Mike Miller. My mother always bragged about dad like she was the one in the movies not dad. she hasnt even gone to see one on his movies. My house was 2 stories high. with a huge backyard and swiming pool. when i opened the door to my room i thought i had gotten the smallest room. but when i opened the door i was amazed at how HUGE my room was. my dad already had put a queen bed in there with book selfs starting from the bottom of the floor all the way till 4 feet were stacked with my books. there was a laptop on my bed. my bed room had big window view of the lake next door, and i found out the my closet was huger then Roxys. my dog Po was sleeping on the floor. i had to call my dad and thank him. Roxy passeed by my room and screamed. She told me "this is my room get out!" i pointed to the wall that was blue with letters painted on saying "AMANDA" i stuck out my tounge and Roxy ran out screaming for mom. i lay on my bed knowing i was going to like it here in upstate new york.
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.
So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publish this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publish this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what you say,
what you do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how you talk to me,
how you treat me,
what you think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what you say,
what you do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how you talk to me,
how you treat me,
what you think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.