Disclaimer: I don't own Carrie
Hurt
Why don't they understand?
They don't understand at all.
They just laugh cruelly
and don't take time to
understand me.
Don't they get
that I have feelings?
That I'm a person,
too?
Their words cut into me
like a sharp knife
each time, and
the wounds
never heal.
Momma says that
Jesus will always love
and be there for me, but
if he's there for me,
why do I feel that no one cares?
They scream and taunt and laugh
and throw things at me,
but they don't care about or notice
the hurt and pain
etched into my face.
After all the times
they've hurt me,
is it wrong to
want to hurt them, too?