Angry Poem about Family

This poem is how I feel even if I'm ashamed of it, its a big part of my life and changed me.


© Jack Mcifco
You are blind
You can never see
All the anger built up in me
I hated life
I wanted out
You didnít care
You would just shout

I felt so alone
Thought I didnít need anyone
Turns out I just needed a mum

The black sheep
I was never apart
Furthest away from your heart
Things have changed
Iím growing old
I donít need you
You still feel cold

Iím now out of sight
Out of mind
I donít need you, I'll do alright
I donít need your blessing
Or your cash
Without your help I'll make a splash
Land on my feet with a crash

Iím happier than ever
My lifeís brand new
And most of all
I'm not like you.


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Published: Jul 2008

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  •'s just fantastic! it's exactly how I feel right. I love it.

    Alex Submitted Aug 2009
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  • You took the words out of my mouth about how I feel about my own mother. Thanks for sharing.

    Cristina Submitted Oct 2009
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  • I truly love this. It is exactly how I feel about my father. We used to be one of the happiest families until he got remarried and everything changed about him. It is amazing how every word in this fits into my life. It feels good to know I'm not alone. Thank you for the words.

    Courtney, Tennessee Submitted Oct 2010
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  • So, my mom has been an alcoholic for almost my whole life (I'm 15). She is a narcissist and she is a control freak on steroids. Where we put pillows on our bed makes her yell. It would be funny but I hurt so bad. Anyway, my mom wants to divorce my dad (he is a great man but he has flaws) but she realized that her drinking a bottle and a half of wine EVERY NIGHT hurt us so she stopped. For about a month. I love her but when she stopped I was so proud. Then on thanksgiving she drove off to buy wine. She drank it like it was nothing. I guess my disappointment showed because she asked "heyy-baby-you-okayyy?" I told her I felt betrayed and she snapped and screamed "it's okay to drink still! I can still drink! Who says you can tell me what to do?! I never talked to my mother that way! Fuck you!" And she stormed off. Then last night she started drinking again. I broke down. Completely. I slammed the door and ran into the rain and I threw things and cussed but I'm not like you mom. Never.

    Jessica, Maryland Submitted 12/15/2013
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  • Love this poem. It speaks what I want to but can't because I'm in emotional bondage.

    India Submitted 2/11/2014
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