When you realize that she is

telling the truth

that she is getting it right 

maybe you'll understand 

why I hate my life 


hea gonna forget about you

and all of us

hes gonna have a new lifw

without all of us

And you can't tell yet

no you can't see

and I wish that ignorance could be me


turn a blind eye

because I hate what I see

i envy him

and I wish I were he


This poem is about: 
My family


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