Will they be there for my greatest moments?
Graduation
Will they be there,
Watching from the bleachers
With proud smiles on their faces
As their youngest, only daughter
Walks down the stage.
Will they get to meet my first boyfriend
and go get to interrogate him
Will dad get to walk me down the isle
and give me away
to that very same boy?
Will my brothers make the time for me once they are gone?
Will they make time
To experience their little baby sister grow up?
This is something that i've grown to accept
They might not be there during my greatest moments
Will I even be here?
Will I make it far enough
What's life if their not going to be there to experience it with me?
Life is unfair
But there's nothing I can do,
but hope.
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Crying on My Own
PoetryPoems that I've written over my journey through self-hate Some might be triggering, so be warned.