On the Corner Print
Written by Jessica   

I'm sitting on the corner at the end of my street with my head in my hands feeling so incomplete,

Why did you leave me with her why did you go away, being under her roof is torture every single day.

I can still hear all those nasty things she said and I soon find myself hiding back under my bed.

I'll never forget all the times you two fought and I still don't understand why it was you in court.

It's so easy for her just not to see the one getting burnt is me, Jessie!

© 23/12/2008