Left Behind

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Left behind to deal with the pain of life

Dealt with all kinds of unnecessary strife

Let them tell the story, it’s all in my head

Not listening to a word I’ve said

Trying too hard to show everyone their perfect world

Even if it means leaving alone their little girl

I am everything they hate

Which attributes to my failing mental state

Tried to make amends for what they think I’ve done

Smaller mistakes were my fault, but they were the cause of the big ones

But I’m not trying to place blame, just move forward

Yet they would rather disown their daughter

No one seems to be on my side

That’s what kills me most inside

Maybe its better to separate from the herd

Get away from the dirty looks and evil words

 

For more poetry and prose, check out The Good, The Bad & The Ugly: The Struggles of Being Bipolar

 

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  • L

    Like this one. The words run deep, make me think, they make me cry:(

    • Wow. Didn’t know I could cause that kind of reaction. I’m glad you like the poem Dara.