Friday, September 12, 2008


Thank you for never believing in me
Never trusting
Never loving
Yeah, thank you for not caring
Where would I be
If it weren't for you?
Oh, I don't know
Somewhere better
For sure
Thanks for thinking I'm lazy
Thanks for never watching
Never looking for
Never seeing me for me
I do more things
Than you would ever know
Thanks for telling me
I'm wasting my time
Throwing my life away
Yeah, I figured you would never
This life is complicated
But I like it
It's mine
So thank you
For never believing in me
Without you
I'll be that much stronger


Iwalktheline said...

What righteous rebellion...I remember how many times, I thought this growing up...but I never meant it...I suppose for me it was a way of coping when I felt as though no one cared or understood...Yet, I never really believed it...

Poetikat said...

Wow! We have many people in our lives who have hurt us and belittled us, and yes, we are stronger for it. It makes us who we are.


DBD said...

Back to your depressed poetry again are we?


word = speaking/singing
(word) = whispering/echo
[word] = stern voice/screaming