We are strangers
Living two different lives
I know more about you than you do me
I know your name
Your favorite color
Your favorite food
Your favorite sport
Your favorite pass time
I know everything about you
Meanwhile you know nothing of me
You are my dad
And then a stranger in the same line
You have never cared to know me
But I've spent my whole life getting to know you
So, all I ask is
Between me and you
Who's the idiot?
YOU ARE READING
Where The Grass Grows
PoesieA poetry collection about life & death, love, loss, & grief. Written through the lens of a 15-17-year-old girl. These poems are a collection of my story. Take care of them. They mean the world to me.
