Everytime I want to do stupid nothings which are everything to others my age, like drink,
I remember my alcoholic dad screaming at the family,
and then feel guilty for wanting to want those pleasures.
Maybe it's because of a thought I had the other day
about men being taught to live life and women being taught to survive it
and that it must be true because in what cruel world would women be deliberately made to suffer so much unnecessary pain?
But being seventeen means being idealistic, and being idealistic means you still hope for your father to quit drinking,
for your mother to heal,
for your brother to be different,
for your sister to run away, free
And for myself?
To hope to hope more.
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sad little bitch
PoesieBefore I tell you what this book is about, please let me give you a warning. As a teenage girl who has literally no experience in writing poetry, I have done my best to write what my mind and heart has told me to. I hope you understand this. Now, t...
