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» Poem: Perception
Perception
written by cryptic_misery
12:29 AM 8/5/04
The way you see things I can not believe
The things that you tell me I hate to receive
What did I do for you to be this way?
Nothing seems right. And I wake up each day..
And I think of the things that you will tell me
And why you deny them after you've just told me.
Everything you say you want me to keep to myself
I feel like you just keep me as a book on the shelf
leaving me in the dust that's all you've ever felt
When I was little you'd always threaten me with the belt
When you look at me dad, what do you see?
Do you see me as I am, or what you want me to be?


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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Dad. Ok look you need to stop treating me like you want me to be. I am ME. and that's all I'll ever be. You can't change who I am. i'm sorry but it's true. As much as You'd like me to be perfect I can not get even close to it. This is the way I am, and it's partially YOUR FAULT. SO FUCK YOU DAMN IT I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL FOR ALL THE SHIT YOU DID TO ME AND MY MOM TREATING US LIKE WE ARE RUGS YOU CAN JUST WALK ALL OVER.

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» Comments / Feedback
by Trapezium (8-5-2004 - 10:15 AM)
This is a very emotionally powerful poem... i can relate except it's my mother that abuses me... i hope you feel better soon

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