You Don't Even Know What You Did

I was five years old

You were brushing my hair into a braid 

I said I was scared to be six years old

You said don't be afraid.

 

I was nine years old

You were smoking a cigarette on the couch 

I said people are scared of me because I'm bold

You said your personality can never slouch 

 

I was thirteen years old

You were reading a book

I said I want to write books that can withhold

You said start writing in your notebook

 

I was seventeen years old

You were lying in a coffin

I said you left your family unconsoled 

You said nothin 

 

I am eighteen years old

You are watching from above

I say how can I live without you to hold

You say in the form of something you can be proud of

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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