Childhood Poem by Jon Marco Ibe

why so hard to say goodbye
its just a word goodbye.
we always say the that
they said im running away
that's im good about it running away
running away my problem
i been running away all my life
it just the way i'am
i always put my happy face
even dip inside i'm hearting really
i always hide it
i was bottle up since when was young
i cried all time every night
my aunts and my uncle
this destroy my childhood
they make me clean there house
wake me up early morning to buy some grocery
in four oclock in morning
but all there kids sleeping
didnt i complain cuz i'm just there nephew
i feel like they own my soul
when my dad ask what's wrong?
i said there's not wrong dad with a smile
even though my body is ache with the pain
i wanna tell him but i cant cuz he to much going on
rising us four kids doing two job
a father and a mom
making sure where doing ok
that's way i always