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Ripple September 10, 2018 ~ Monday Daddy Hello, you who held me when I was just a baby To you, who watched me Swathed and bottle fed me
Do you know how scary it really isTo see a child begging for a mother’s kissBut you don't have the guts to tell him the newsHe'll never get it all be
Spinning and toiling with the thought that life is funny, how you can be so stable and have the ground ripped out from underneath. At least I have a home and job, at least I am not in the streets,
Lonely? No, i'm not lonely. There's too many things around for me to sit long enough to feel the emptiness of walking to class in the morning or at meal time with friends that smile
NOTE: Inspired by/taken from quotes of modern, pop-culture villains. If you think you’re safe, you’re wrong (an ant has no quarrel with a boot). I will burn you, I will burn the heart out of you;
Can I not Munch on my potato chips And watch some football
No additions, no subtractions, I am an ordinary woman Simply less gorgeous than what my pictures look like I am a woman with flaws With acne, small eyes, and facial hair Nothing too special about my body
After goals are met of finishing high school and you realize soon you'll be paying rent. Talking about marriage at a young age cause she has nice legs instead of resisting we start insisting to do things that might have long term effects.
The world drops out from below and my head lifts into the clouds To float like it has for all my life, Only this time it is for real.
the stars, the sky the twinkling beetle skin home is just a memory the brick and clay the scratchy, knitted clothes the ashy air the muggy clouds the swampy ground and mire
Tunnel vision here Not much seen From my bit of Earth