Isn't really poemyy, a random rant




It is really hard when you blame yourself for almost everything.
They don't blame you but you know deep inside that its your fault.
I was thankful I was born, and I am very happy about that cause I get to have a chance in seeing this beautiful world. But they were unhappy, with their marriage.

I was scared to be left alone,
If ever they'll decide to separate, gone.
I know I'll be on one of them,
But isn't away from the other one doesn't feel like how like home?
Isn't that something we don't want to happen?

There were time I became rebellious,
Not by drinking or smoking or doing that kind of things.
It's just things that doesn't feels like me,
Things that isn't right but I needed to do or I'll get crazy.

I wanted to scream my lungs out,
I am very mad, blaming myself for almost everything. 
They told me that isn't my fault,
But seeing those things feels like it is really mine.

It's choking me,
The words that can't come out of my mouth.
It's killing me,
The tears that I'm stopping to fall cause I acted to be strong.

There were thoughts I always stopped,
As I wanted to have a life ahead.
I kept going,
So one day I'll remember this days and say,"Thank you for being strong, you did it"


© faithy