Red is the color of Tears

So I was talking to my friend today and some of the things he said reminded me of this old poem that I wrote, so I decided to look for it, rip the pages from the notebook, scan them and upload them on dA. This was written in sophmore or junior, not really sure which, but it was definatly back in highschool. I had a lot of anger then cause my dad would constatnly lecture me about how what I did was wrong. I was in anger, but I was also in tears when I wrote this. It drove me insane how he kept calling me a sin, then added that he loved me. Those two things didnt make sense. Still, what I wrote was out of anger and frustration, I dont hate him or my mom for ruining my childhood. They did what they they were taught to do.

Oh, and also, warning! there for the swear words. Sorry about that. I still feel sometimes those emotions, but I dont use those words or anger any more ^^