and maybe I shouldn't have
When you told me it was just a kiss I believed you
When you told me you'd be gentle I believed you,
but my sister's life told me different
The pain in her eyes told me that what I was going through,
She had experienced ten times over
I saw her mistakes
I saw one child turn into three
I saw a man who told her many pretty things turn into a monster she could no longer stand the sight of
I saw her and within her I saw me
I saw a future I didn't want to adopt, but when you told me I was pretty my vision was blurred
All I heard was the pretty things you told me
I believed you
This poem is about:
Me
Our world