End Of The Line

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I am at the end of my rope, trying to hold things in won't work anymore.

Submitted: March 23, 2009

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She says I’m Fat,

Out of Shape,

And then she says,

“You’re fine the way you are honey!”,

Confused,

I get mad sometimes,

When she calls me fat, out of shape,

Because I’m doing what I can,

While being a vegetarian,

Which is Hard,

And I can’t do tthis business,

Anymore,

I can’t do school, Girls on The Run, Writer’s Club,

And Reader’s Club,

Plus have an actual LIFE,

While she ridicules me,

She sits there,

And I wonder,

What is HER idea of ‘in shape’,

Probably stick thin,

Running every day,

And then doing,

My things,

That I do,

Every day,

I can’t stand her,

She wonders why I’m depresse and angry at home,

Because I cherish,

School now,

Because I’m not at home,

Being yelled at,

By the one person,

I look up to,

I wonder why she does that,

Yell at me,

But I guess she doesn’t know,

That when she calls me fat,

That I am hurt,

That I want to weep,

I can’t stand her laugh anymore,

Because I know,

It’s about something bad,

But I’m at the end of my rope,

Trying to hold the tears in,

But not succeeding,

Collapsing,

Under the pressure,

That I’m feeling now


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