Why did you go and break her?
Pushed and pulled her,
Tried to take her?
I'll fight you back,
But I can't fix her.
Nobody can fix her.
Will you look at what you've done?
Look how twisted she's become.
"She's too young."
That's no excuse,
She still took your abuse.
"She's too young."
I wish she truly was,
Wrapped up safely in cotton-candy blankets.
Still can't blank out her mind,
No one can turn back time.
So did you really want to break her?
To try and make her?
I fought you back,
But we can't fix her.
Author's Note:
I wrote this poem in high school (16 years old is my best guess). So the noble yet erroneous idea of "fixing" someone else's issues is in this poem comes from the well meaning but naïve intentions of a friend watching someone else they care about suffer but be helpless to do anything.
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The Songs of The Gullible Wiseman: The Early Poems of Maddy Kobar 2008-2013
PoetryA young writer's newly released first collection of poems. Written during the tumultuous and at times troubling years of high school and the more forgiving and enlightening years of college, Maddy Kobar captures what it was like to have come of age...
