Shard of glass
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
What did wewe think? Tell me in a maoni au send me a message, please.
drops the blood
Could have saved me?
No one
Empty promises
washed down the drain
Memories cut deep
harmful even in sleep
I'm always alone
in this broken home
There's to much blood
I'm not safe
in this nightmare.
~Kayla
What did wewe think? Tell me in a maoni au send me a message, please.
My family tells me that
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until wewe read the compelling
poems wewe will understand
why my journal of poetry
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
poetry and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
uandishi this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my poetry means the way that it
does to me,
i'm very open minded with
the things that i've written out
inside my journal of poetry.
until wewe read the compelling
poems wewe will understand
why my journal of poetry
was written the way that it
was,
I don't want people to
look at my journal of
poetry and discriminate
the tranquility of this private
diary has to influence so many
people who tend to read it.
People around me doesnt
seem to understand why i'm
uandishi this journal in the manner
that i am, so they can understand
why my poetry means the way that it
does to me,
Is it okay to be
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
zaidi belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
wewe that I don't
upendo you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
upendo me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like wewe who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted wewe I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami upendo me?
Do wewe know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)
.....unwanted?
I go to mami,
To see if she
Loved me.
"you should
Be old enough
To know that
A girl who
zaidi belongs as
A maid at a
White house
Because she is
A Mexican like
wewe that I don't
upendo you. I
Never wanted you"
I go to papi who
I call often.
" papi do you
upendo me?"
Papi said,
"How could I love
A girl like wewe who
Is half the white race?
You'll bring dishonor
To my familia. I
Never wanted wewe I
Never did."
So I lay down on
My foster mothers bed
With tears in my eyes.
My new mami loves me
But why couldn't my
White mami upendo me?
Do wewe know how it is
To be unwanted? I do...
But know I am found....
Note: this short story is fictional. :)