You Thought Wrong

You Thought Wrong short poem

Uploaded by Melissa


Yes I have questions, and good
ones at that.
The kind of questions
that I feel need
answering to.
The ones I think
about each and
every day.The ones
I would never say. You thought you
understood.
When really you didn’t.
You thought you did everything you could. When in fact you
didn’t. No. When it
mattered
you stayed hidden.
Of course you
were there..
To kick me
when I was down,
and of course
you were there..Mabye I’m not being fair.
After all
I’m only seeing it
from my
point of view.
I’m not pointing
fingers
at you or you. There’s
no one to blame
here. It just
hurts, that’s all.
When I started to
see clear,
at the age of 16.
To find that in
my hour
of need,there was
No body near.

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