In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed

You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,

I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.

Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,

My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.

Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.

I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…

I forget how to love When I’m gritting my teeth Because I’m a fucking hole/ Nothing’s coming out of my mouth n… Because I don’t love my mom,

Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.