Robbery

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    Robbery

    I feel like my world has been turned inside out
    Upside down
    No one to turn to
    Nobody to talk to
    No home
    No life
    No every day paradise
    No place to call my own
    No one to ever phone
    No hugs
    No kisses
    Just dismisses
    I feel alone
    I feel scared
    I feel some type of fear
    My life has shattered before my eyes
    No everyday paradise
    I have to work for food
    Instead of be 15
    I have to look after the kids
    Instead of being with friends
    I have no one to talk to
    No place to call my home
    I can’t sleep
    I can’t really eat
    I don’t know what to do
    To stay away from you
    Do I scream?
    Do I holler?
    You’ve run me out of my skin
    You’ve turned me against my friends
    You ruined my life
    My only paradise
    My only home
    Now I’m left all alone
    No way to fend
    No one to call a true friend
    My family
    My life
    Just shattered before my eyes
    You took them away
    And at the end of the day
    You blame me
    For all your sins
    For all your falls
    You blame me
    I let you take over
    I let you be mine
    But why?
    But how come?
    What have I done?
    To make you angry
    To make you mad
    Why do you always make me sad?
    Go away
    Come back no other day
    But you won’t
    You can’t
    Because you robbed me
    Of freedom
    My life
    My only paradise
    My life just shattered
    Like a glass
    You took it away
    You took it away
    You took it away from me




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    gavrielle commented on Robbery

    07-19-2009

    these words are so strong, i almost wish i didn't read them. very good poem.

    lifesgood432

    08/02/2009

    thank you!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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