I wish my family understand me but seems like they don't care
they don't notice when I'm in dispair
theyhave no time to listen
they say they do but when I ask, 'Can I talk to u'
they always have an accuse not to
So i cry
I scream
I go on a rampage
sometimes I just wish I was never born
I even say to myself, 'am i dead yet? '
it seems i'm living in hell
I messed up somewhere
all they need to do is listen!
Hali Curtis
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/understanding-16/
