-Yes.... I have questions.
Bloody good one's at that.
The kind of question's that i feel need answering to.
The ones i think about each and every day.
The ones i would never say.
You thought you understood, when really you didn't.
Maby you thought you did everything you could.
When infact you didn't.
No.
When it mattered you stayed hidden.
Of course you were there...To kick me when i was down.
So of course...you were there.Hold on maby i'm not being fair.
After all, i'm only seeing it from MY point of view.
I'm not pointing finger's at you...or you.
There's no one to blame here.It just hurt that's all....
When i started to see clear.
At the age of 16 realising that in my hour of need there was no 'F*****' near
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Author:
Melissa Taylor (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: March 31st, 2018 15:20
- Category: Family
- Views: 10
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