Unwanted Child Poem by niki 5389

I was not a successful child as my parents desired,
haven't acheived anything, but always expired.
Don't know really what lacked in me
but before big tasks I always folded my knee
For my dear parents i was always a nuisance,
who always behaved without a bit common sense.
From my heart when I asked myself,
many realities were standing by me themself
I always wished to be my families sweet daughter,
but unfortunately turned to be the end their laughter.
Everytime I'm compared to those unsuccessfull rots,
the acheivers were made beyond my thought.
Each hurting from my parents will remain ai my heart
like a haemophiliac wounds bleeding day and night.
Nothing about my feelings are clear to them
and hence turned to be their UNWANTED CHILD