almost good poetry

irony

the irony of moving out. im the youngest daughter. im supposed to leave last. my heart aches. i want freedom. there no where to hide. my sisters don't want me around. I'm going to miss the good times. its never good around here. loud and angry. loud and funny. i have a headache. im sick. my mom makes me soup. we fight over everything. I'm the first to leave out of marriage. i am so lonely. you loved me all my life. i was never enough.