Post by Jasmine: the college chick on Jul 30, 2005 11:12:38 GMT -5
Getting It off My Chest by Jasmine Overton
Why do I have to go through hell?
Always on my back
I try…
All I can do is try
And that’s not good enough for you.
Im sorry if any of the things I try for I can't get
It’s not my decision
Just admitted to yourself…
Im a loser
Im a nobody
I push and I push myself to make you proud of me
And I can never accomplish it.
I’ve participated in everything
From Upward Bound programs
To volunteering at hospital
To playing varsity volleyball
To furthering my education
And you never told me once that you were proud of me.
Never once have you asked me “Are you okay?”
When I needed you, where were you?
When I needed a shoulder to cry, where were you?
I have bottled up everything until today.
Tears continue to flow down my bright red cheeks.
You always get on my back over the smallest things.
What about the other one?
She does this and that and nothing happens to her.
But if I do the smallest mistake…
I’m in trouble.
Im tired of hearing it.
You keep pushing me away.
You’re suppose to embrace me.
Tell me that I can do it.
But you don't.
You jump down my throat every chance you can get.
Im tired of it.
Why do you treat me so different?
Why do I have to do everything fucking thing?
You have another one that doesn’t do shit.
Lay up in the bed all damn day if she does have to leave.
My heart is in pain.
Sometimes I wish I was with him.
Why can't you support me?
It will take time.
You can't rush stuff like this;
So please...please
Just stop.
‘Cause you’re pushing me away farther.
And one day I might not come back.
Why do I have to go through hell?
Always on my back
I try…
All I can do is try
And that’s not good enough for you.
Im sorry if any of the things I try for I can't get
It’s not my decision
Just admitted to yourself…
Im a loser
Im a nobody
I push and I push myself to make you proud of me
And I can never accomplish it.
I’ve participated in everything
From Upward Bound programs
To volunteering at hospital
To playing varsity volleyball
To furthering my education
And you never told me once that you were proud of me.
Never once have you asked me “Are you okay?”
When I needed you, where were you?
When I needed a shoulder to cry, where were you?
I have bottled up everything until today.
Tears continue to flow down my bright red cheeks.
You always get on my back over the smallest things.
What about the other one?
She does this and that and nothing happens to her.
But if I do the smallest mistake…
I’m in trouble.
Im tired of hearing it.
You keep pushing me away.
You’re suppose to embrace me.
Tell me that I can do it.
But you don't.
You jump down my throat every chance you can get.
Im tired of it.
Why do you treat me so different?
Why do I have to do everything fucking thing?
You have another one that doesn’t do shit.
Lay up in the bed all damn day if she does have to leave.
My heart is in pain.
Sometimes I wish I was with him.
Why can't you support me?
It will take time.
You can't rush stuff like this;
So please...please
Just stop.
‘Cause you’re pushing me away farther.
And one day I might not come back.
, heart