Thanks for Nothing
By: Stephanie MacDonald
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Ask myself a question
the answer is I don't know
I never had guidance
to know anything more
Where are my morals
probably sitting in pipe or bruise
right where my parents left them
I'm beyond angry or hurt
Don't know what I am to do
Should I hit others
the same way you showed me
I'll just take it out on myself
my soul crumbles
into hateful words
that express nothing
except all your mistakes
But what about me
Growing myself from broken dreams and unfulfilled promises
I'm sick of evil at my feet
something you both created
close my eyes to the ocean
that washes me away
I can't swim
You never taught me
The weight pulls me down
I will try to remember
to do the best I can
But it is never enough
I am just the daughter
that no one wants
All the good inside me
is hidden inside your mistakes
I know I'll never be perfect
I am the way that I am
After all you have done
and the hateful words said
When you look in the mirror
I hope you are satisfied
for creating a broken life
like mine