To Tell The Truth All the yelling hurts my ears All the pain and all my fears The anger grows stronger and stronger I don’t know how this could go longer My eyes are all wet and filled with sorrow How can I face the world tomorrow? I’ll never remember any good but the bad No wonder this always makes me sad I sit there after a while, There is nothing that will make me smile Thinking about what I had done to deserve this And then I think about what I’ll miss. I say, “I’m sorry,” but they won’t believe me They know me better than that as you can see I’ve told so many…and I always get caught “Honesty is the best policy” I’ve always been taught. I don’t know how this could go longer The anger grows stronger and stronger All the pain and all my fears All the yelling hurts my ears I take myself to my room after the yelling I can feel my throat already swelling I sit with myself and I wonder why? Then all of a sudden I start to cry --------------------------------------------------------------------- that's just a poem that i wrote awhile back in grade 8 i think. my parents saw it and they thought that it was a suicide note.
thanx alot! my parents are alittle on the paranoid side with me so if they see anything that i write they automatically jump to conclusions wow, someone knows about the little prince