Parents come before sleep


United States
32° 39' 20.8008" N, 96° 50' 44.952" W

I grab my covers in a fist

my fingers devouring the softness

I sink more into the bed feeling so restless

I dont want to leave my bed, this is a mess


I think about school

If I dont go, would that be cruel

my parents will go to jail, thats the rules

I fling my covers away, this is so not cool



This poem is about: 
My family


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