all im trying to is me , hope it makes sence


CHIP ON My SHOULDER


CHIP ON MY SHOULDER,,,
they say people have a chip on there shoulder.
but my chip says,why did you hurt me ,why did you really do it.
why i thought we were family .
you were men t to Protect me from all that was done ,
so why did you pick me ,why did you hate me so much.
why did you do it ,to people you were men t to love ,why
because you were born evil to this day




Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2017-07-19 at 21:05

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Very powerful and i am sure it was so good to get this out of you in these words. Words are powerful.
2017-08-26


Helen Paquin The PoetBay support member heart!
Yah, I had one of those too. Hurt me in
every way he could. Even by way of the
kids. He thought he was God's gift to this
world. Ha!
2017-07-20


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I am glad you wrote this and got it off your chest. Some people are mean, even when they are family. This poem is so earnest that it feels very personal. It hit a chord in my heart.
Ashe
2017-07-20


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Always be an honest writer, always be true to your self, Dee.
Ken
2017-07-19


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo! Dee, an amazingly honest, work! bravo again!
Ken
2017-07-19