Bright thunder and loud lightning all the night through,
Waiting for the admission of what I know is true.

Holding my breathe to hear a validation,
Ignoring my feelings of this my most horrid situation.

I am not to blame yet I can not stop but to think,
If I did things differently would I be as weak.

Anger and sadness and pain torture me,
Happiness and laughter and joy consume she.

Crying like a baby but not one anymore,
Not allowed to cry might touch my core.

Who would want to see this wreck of a boy,
who was destroyed and used like a toy.

My eyes have heard far too much and my ears have seen more than they can sustain.
If I am to survive I must confront my bain.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

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My happiness is not dependant on other people's misery.