My childhood.

[regina111]

I was just a little girl,
but my dad hits me all the time.
Ou mom why you worked so much,
I'm scared but you rise that money.

My grandma growed up me,
she gave me a money.
All I do is get some food,
but my family forgot me.

Dad was always drunk,
my mom did lot of work.
She's never at home,
when my dad hits me.

I cried,
but dad was cold.
He didn`t care about my feelings,
he drink alcohol and was agresive.

[Laceylace]

This is sad

[eerik0]

Sad but true

[JackV]

Sorry, the last comment I made was sarcasm but I see you take things very seriously. The subject is very common/typical and important in the world. The writing isn't so good, doesn't really rhyme and very primary words too. You'll get better. IF this is all true and actually happened to you then with better knowledge in English you'll get alot better!

[Omar]

[MENTION=9081]regina111 [MENTION=8962]eerik0 [MENTION=8429]Laceylace

here is one i wrote when i was a literature student at uni

its from the pov of a little boy who is sorta molested ..

Black Over White

Omar Laghari



You'd take me to the shade,
A Tree and the Sun had made.
The candy in your pocket was a lie,
And still you made my little hands pry.
Always assuring me it's alright,
But painting my world black over white.


I'd run if I was able,
When your hands moved under the table.
I'd stare at my reflection,
Suffering from your affection.
You always wished me goodnight,
But tainted my world black over white.

[brad]

What dont kill us can only make us stronger.

Thanks for sharing.

[Laceylace]

[MENTION=9081]regina111 [MENTION=8962]eerik0 [MENTION=8429]Laceylace

here is one i wrote when i was a literature student at uni

its from the pov of a little boy who is sorta molested ..

Black Over White

Omar Laghari



You'd take me to the shade,
A Tree and the Sun had made.
The candy in your pocket was a lie,
And still you made my little hands pry.
Always assuring me it's alright,
But painting my world black over white.


I'd run if I was able,
When your hands moved under the table.
I'd stare at my reflection,
Suffering from your affection.
You always wished me goodnight,
But tainted my world black over white.

Thanks for sharing that.....quite sad