Hitting Hurt Hate

it’s gone to far i can’t take no more you pushed me to far i hate your guts to kill you would be devine tonight you made me cry a smack once or twice that’s all i could take pushed in to a tree i could take that but tonight you went to far an out rage on my back i can’t tell mom or dad they would want to know what i did to you they like you better tonight you made me cry 30 mintues later you come and moke me crying i held it in for so long i was about to brust but know one understands what’s it’s like to have your brother bet on you and you can’t tell any one not even the parents they take his side and if they were to know the truth they would never punish him they say to just stop and they just don’t get my hurt i hurt all the time i always want to cry i’m finally letting go i just don’t know maybe i should go go far away from this place i have to call home and i need to go but where would i go to get away from the betting from my little brother i never hit i just say words but hitting is tougher than any little words
~Tina~