When I would ride beside you
Bouncing in my seat
As you blared the music
I found every moment to be
At your side. I wanted you to introduce
Me as your daughter. I wanted you to notice me
There was a time
I would dance to your music and you'd smile
A toothless smile when you thought I wasn't looking
I wanted to hear your compliments.
I got on roofs for you, nails thrown
At me as I smiled up at you.
There was a time
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Faces of Autonomy: A Poetry Collection
Poetry"The bones break, building upon one another-each vertebrae snapping, stacking, until my limbs reach the highest shelves." -From Chameleon. TW: Abuse, Grief, Loss, Violence. Poetry was never a genre I thought I would get into. I read very little po...
