I Am Me Poem by The Marrow

they say that life is great and fun.
that life is like the setting of the sun.
but little do they know that life is cruel
a place to be hated and treated like a fool.
this life of mine hated and dismayed.
maybe i could have turned out better. if only she stayed.
my mother never looked happy in sight of me and around
i would often cry day by day but she would here no sound.
my father cared although it was a weight to bare
but after my mother left he found it difficult to care.
they say that friends are the key to happiness
Well after losing many people the key turns to stress
my life is dark. closed like a book.
i am a person to. i just wish you would look