Life Within This Shell?

My mother is not nice....
Is there life within this shell?
Or did I come straight from hell?
Can I live this life I have?
Or will I die a painful death?

I have no heart, I have no
Soul..
All I want is a nicer home...
I don't care what you have to
Say...

You named me a hell instead
Of a nicer name..
So that is who I am...
I am a toy in your messed up
Game..

So I ask you my dear friend...
Will you set me free once again?
Or will I die by my mothers cruel and
Evil hand?

By Tohoma West
Published: 5/28/2009		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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