For better or for worse..

FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE..
my second poem
rhymes at places..

It all started one day,
"You've grown worse" they say,
But do they know;
the reason it is so?

Its solely because of them.
They tortured me,never appreciated me,
left me broken.
Each day i cry,
silently and slowly i die.

whithin me is plain hatred.
for people who betrayed.
They say i've strayed away,
but the question is..
have I really?

I think not,
to this they say,
" we judge better"
well then,I must say,
One day you'll find a letter,
my death letter..

Perhaps that day they'll know,
That i was so much more.
hope they'll shed tears of remorse..
because that is something that cannot be FORCED.