Jerks

there are times you showed you cared,
than there were those times you pushed me out the door,
making me wish i wasn't here anymore,
only because i didn't feel like anybody cared,
you seemed to be helpful when i needed you the most,
but, times when i was telling how i felt,
you laugh like it was a joke,
and i seen you as a jerk,
everything i've been through has not been easy,
it doesn't help when you turn away,
knowing i'm bearly hanging on,
from really being gone,
doesn't mean a thing,
only if i'm not where i'm suppose to be.

poem by Mona Martinez
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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