The thrilling rush, the terrifying scare
And beside me, all this my dad has to bear
A long highway, a fast speed
These are the things I apparently need
To learn to drive, to get around
But I'm to scared to even go around town
Thudding heart and flushed cheek
That was me when I'm scared and weak
The start was fun, then came the scare
And it felt like I wasn't even there
The sharpening of senses as I nearly fail
My delayed reaction almost had me hit a rail
The traffic heavy and thick
And me having to go ahead and pick
When to go and when to turn
Me never wanting to ever return
The quickness of breath, the widened eye
As I stare ahead, at the sky
The unchecked terror as I swerve in fear
And when it's a over, comes a single tear
The bark of my dad as he says "Pull over here"
And I know my driving spree is over due to my fear
My head hung low as I climb out
I walk to mom's car, witholding a pout
Into the passenger seat I sit
As I remember all the things I nearly hit
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Hey it's ya boi Cassia!
If you couldn't tell, I had a terrible driving experience with my dad TwT
It was super scary
I thought I did ok, but my dad is like "haha nope you did terrible"
;-;
I'd do better if I got more driving time...
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Anyways... Guess I'll see you all in my next update?
Until next time,
~©@$$/@
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Half Truths and Hidden Memories
PoetryA place of sorrow, of fear, of pain. A place of joy, of hope, of love. A place to cry out in fear. A place to shout in joy. A place to be myself, and hope not to be judged for who I am.
