EB (21/10/87 / )

My Life

i want to be loved
i want to be held.
i want to feel good
and i want to do well.
i want to eat food
and not worry tomorrow.
i want to have money
and not beg steal and borrow.
i want to hold hands
with my boyfriend, james
i wouldn't change him for the world
but i'd like to change names.
i'd like to be someone new
someone fun and exciting
i'd like to be happy
and for my family to stop fighting.
i'd like a nice christmas
and for santa claus to be real
i'd ask for a pony, and an elephant
and for me not to feel
so lonely and empty
and mixed up insde.
but i don't want pity
i just want to hide.
from all the pain and the sadness
and the shit that ive felt
i'd like to change lives
change the hand i've been dealt
but i can't so i won't,
i'll make do with what i've got
i'll keep sleeping a few hours a night
whether i like it or not.
i'll keep hating my mum for leaving me alone
i'll keep resenting my dad's drinking
for making mum leave home
this poem's too long
so i'll stop typing now
so long and farewell
i'll try and survive xmas, god knows how.
you'll hear from me soon
don't worry about that
said the girl to her audience
as she tips her hat.

by Elsa Bear

Comments (3)

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HEY ELSA, READ MY POEMS AND YOU WILL GET EVERYTHING. YOUR EVERY POEM IS DIFFERENT AND CONTRADICTORY TO EACH OTHER. IT'S A GOOD SIGN TO A PROMISING POET LIKE YOU. ALL MY BEST WISHES, SUKUMAR
Your best venture yet, you can do anything if you put your mind to it * shoots himself for use of that cliche* keep on truckin Graham