Angel

Angel that's my name
But my daddy says other
He always mean to me
and my helpless mother

He doesn't have a heart
He acts without thinking
This is the reason why
were always bleeding

He never cares
about our feelings
He only cares
about our screaming

I may be little
I may not know much
But what I do know
Why to life I must clutch

I do this because
I know there is more
To live up to and for

There must be more
Than a painful life
Which is why I ignore
The taunting knife

If I die
I'll let everyone down
Mom will never get freedom
Dad will never get found

I'll go a bit longer
Until my freedom comes
And when it does
Daddy better run

This is poem my best friend maggie made
not me