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Its gonna be to late.
You cant even help your own child.
You cant even figure out whats wrong with them.
You wonder why they do this to you.
You wish you can just do all in your power to get rid of the problem.
You insist things that you dont even know if thats the source.
You cant find an answer.
You say you try.
You say you care.
You say "I love you"
They say "I hate You"
But have you really just sat there and listen.
Have you just really hear what there trying to say.
Do you listen between the words that are trying to be spoken.
Stop trying to take what they have left.
You think you can answer there problems with your own desire.
Stop worring about how you look towards your peers and just listen.
Before its to late.
Before there just are not willing to speak.
Before you become invisible and are nothing but there worst nightmare.
Before love turns in to rage and hate.
Before pain becomes there compfort.
They are gonna answer there problems, without your help.
Then its just to late.
The damage has been done.
The words are spoken.
Im gone!
You cant even figure out whats wrong with them.
You wonder why they do this to you.
You wish you can just do all in your power to get rid of the problem.
You insist things that you dont even know if thats the source.
You cant find an answer.
You say you try.
You say you care.
You say "I love you"
They say "I hate You"
But have you really just sat there and listen.
Have you just really hear what there trying to say.
Do you listen between the words that are trying to be spoken.
Stop trying to take what they have left.
You think you can answer there problems with your own desire.
Stop worring about how you look towards your peers and just listen.
Before its to late.
Before there just are not willing to speak.
Before you become invisible and are nothing but there worst nightmare.
Before love turns in to rage and hate.
Before pain becomes there compfort.
They are gonna answer there problems, without your help.
Then its just to late.
The damage has been done.
The words are spoken.
Im gone!
Published 19th Dec 2010
| Edited 9th Jan 2011
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9th Jan 2011 8:17pm
u know..i like this poem cuz it was posted on my birthday and i had a big fight with my mother that same day over something i didnt do..fuking ppl -_- ..this wouldve been something good to read
10th Jan 2011 4:53am
.. this is very painful for me to read... " Before there just are not willing to speak.
Before you become invisible and are nothing but there worst nightmare.
Before love turns in to rage and hate.
Before pain becomes there compfort. "
those lines i reckon are the most powerfull.. it has so much pain that its hard for me to leave feedback coz its soo frigging good. a few spelling mistakes here and there but it doensn't matter its still really good (: gosh i lvoe your poetry
Before you become invisible and are nothing but there worst nightmare.
Before love turns in to rage and hate.
Before pain becomes there compfort. "
those lines i reckon are the most powerfull.. it has so much pain that its hard for me to leave feedback coz its soo frigging good. a few spelling mistakes here and there but it doensn't matter its still really good (: gosh i lvoe your poetry
