What the fuck appears to be wrong with this picture?
Oh, wait, you can't see it
Let me describe it
It's my family photo from Christmas when I was 7
I'm on the outskirts
Being ignored
My cousins
Siblings
Aunts
Uncles
Parents
And Grandparents
Not caring or noticing
The broken girl
When you ask why I hate them
I show this picture
Ask them what THEY think
Everyone answers one of two ways
One
That girl doesn't like pictures
Two
The girl doesn't like her family because she is going through her rebellious faze
No one thinks about option three
That maybe she was rapped
Or sexually assaulted
Doesn't trust her family
Just because they betrayed it
Next time think before you say something
Hear everyone's side of the story
Pay attention to the picture
Notice the words it says
Maybe you won't have to worry
But I have to since I'm that girl
YOU ARE READING
Slam Poetry
PoetryThis just needs it's own book away from Quiet Ideas, so I am putting all my slam poetry in here. Plan to update Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Sorry if no new poems come out, just means I didn't get a chance to write down a new slam.
