Piece by Piece Bit by Bit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
One of my recent writings that I would like someone to read.

Submitted: November 09, 2011

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Piece by Piece Bit by Bit

By: Zoechic

 

I feel so lost in my skin
I wish I could just escape this life and live another
But I know that is just a fantasy of mine that will never be reality
I am a baby bird that fell out of the nest too early and can't find my way back up 
Feeling stranded, alone, and scared
So missunderstood 
I cry inside
But hold a smile for the world
I smile like everything in my life is okay
But that is a lie
The truth is I feel like I am falling apart
Piece by piece
Bit by bit
And one of these days
I will be merly a pile of what I used to be
A happy little girl that didn't have a care in the world
Because she knew she had a family that loved her and cared for her
But that happy little girl grew up and relaize it was all in her head
For the truth was that she didn't really have a family that loved and cared for her
And she than had worries in the world and life isn't great all the time
I am struggling and trying to find a shread of what she used to be
That happy little girl that didn't have a care in the world
I hate that I grew up too fast
But it's too late
I don't feel the way a normal teenager should feel
I don't act the way a normal teenager should act
And I hate it with all of my heart
I try so hard to be but no matter how much effort I put into it I always come out in faliure
And failure is something that is so hurtful
I sit alone at school and watch my peers 
I see them laughing with their friends
And I envy them
I envy them with every bone in my entire body
Because I just wish that I had what they have
Just a small part of it is all I ask for
But the Lord hasn't given it to me and somedays I question his presence
And I shouldn't be writing this
This isn't what a thirteen year old would have to write just to feel some relife in her mind
But I am
I remember being in our little office room and then hearing a large boom coming from our side door
I ran down the hallway yelling out what was that
I came to the living room and I saw my aunt wrestling with my mother and I couldn't  believe it
I wished I could have helped my mother get my aunt out of my fathers room but the shock just overwelmed my body and I couldn't move
Not my hands
Not my feet
Not anything
But one thing that I do know is that day was the day my world fell apart
Piece by piece
Bit by bit
And now I am going through the aftermath phase and it is tough
But somehow I make it
And I go to sleep at night
And I wake up in the morning and the cycle begins
I am trying to put myself back together
Piece by piece
Bit by bit


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