My fault...

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One day my mom said regretted becoming a mom

And she drove away 

Like the many times she did before

I chased after her car

Her car lights going out of sight

People staring

I walk back to my house and see 

Where she threw her plate

My dad still sitting in the same spot he had been 

When she started 

I sit down and continue my homework

But I can't focus

I think back to all the times I've caused her trouble 

I think back to all the times people have probably regretted my existence

I think back to one night

I was alone in the kitchen

Them she walked in and said one thing that changed my attitude forever

Something I can't forget no matter how much I try to

"If me and your father divorce its all your fault"

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