What I Want

What I want,
Is for people to like me.
To leave me alone,
Not critisise me by what they see.
My head can't take,
This frustration anymore.
People do this to me everyday,
As soon as I walk out the door.
What I want,
Is for this to be a nightmare.
And to wake up wanted again,
By someone who will care.
Someone who will guide me,
Through this dark and lonely life.
And help me out with,
This incredibly abusive knife.

by EMMA Funnell

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this is a feeling i think evry1 goes thru in life at one time or the other...this poem connects with all kinds of people...