So You Think Its Bad? (Poem For The 'sad') Poem by Tera Siren

So You Think Its Bad? (Poem For The 'sad')



So you say your lifes bad?
That everyday makes you sad?
That your never happy,
and are hated by everyone?

Well let me ask you something.

Have you ever had a gun pointed at your head?
Where you felt like at any moment you would die?
And you couldn't stop them,
because no mater what they would shoot and not get in trouble?

Have you ever thrown up
because of the smell of drugs in the air
coughing up chunks of blood
and couldn't stop?

Have you ever been abused unmercifuly?
And even if you told the cops
it wouldnt help
because no mater what he could find you?

So you say your lifes bad?
That everyday makes you sad?
That your never happy,
and are hated by everyone?

Well let me ask you something.

Have you ever wanted to help someone
but couldn't because no mater what
they would die
and your to blame?

Have you ever lived on the street
and seen what its like
on the less bright side
and have no one who cared?

Do you live with a pedifile?
That at any moment you could be raped?
And be killed
with the last of your innocense gone?

So you say your lifes bad?
That everyday makes you sad?
That your never happy,
and are hated by everyone?

Well let me tell you something.

You have a home
you have people who care
you have food and all missalanious things a kid could want.
you even have what what you shouldn't have or deserve.

Youve never been beat
or spanked just so you know what you did was wrong
you have a good life
you have a life many kids would kill for.

You never have to do anything
you get away with everything
you do what you want
but yet you still say lifes bad?

So you say your lifes bad?
That everyday makes you sad?
That your never happy,
and are hated by everyone?

Well let me tell you something.

These people have it bad
they would kill to be in your shoes
They work for a living
They get punnished for there actions
They are beat
They have had no home
they hardly have food
They dont see the brightside
They have seen the streets
They live with pedifiles
They are hated
And have no one who cares

these people live a bad life
but they still continue on.
Even though lifes hard
they dont whine and keep going.

So you think being pampered
doing what you want when you want
or not doing what you dont want to
is a hard life?

You are a complainer
and have nothing beter to do then
whine about your life
when others would kill for it.

So you say your lifes bad?
That everyday makes you sad?
That your never happy,
and are hated by everyone?

well let me tell you something

you are dead wrong.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Amber Arnold 07 February 2007

Hey BH! Itz Amber, i love this poem, it reminds me of my life. And i'm not lying, you know what i go through! g2g, later!

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