Today is August 29, 2016. It's only five days after my 17th birthday, and I already want to give up. This year, I had the worst birthday ever. I mean, all my friends told me "happy birthday" and hugged me and I celebrated with them at school, and I even performed after school which was a great way to spend my day but, my mother didn't show up. All I ever wanted was to make my mom proud, but she didn't show up. Come to think of it, she never showed up. To anything. My football games, my dance performances, not even on my special day at least. And its not like my father can be there, he hasn't been here for years. I've spent all my time and energy, trying to succeed, prove people wrong, and make a difference in this world all just to make my momma proud. All the trauma I've been a victim of has turned me into this disastrous psychopath I hate. I know my mom is sick, but I've got an ill mind, and my mother would rather kick me out than take the time to understand that I need help. NO. Not help. I need love. Yeah...Love -Shine
Wrote this almost a year ago... Feel free to hate and disown me, I understand. Do you?
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