How am I going to answer when,
My new found friends ask me,
"Are you an only child?"
"No, I'm not."
I would say.
"How many siblings do you have?"
They say.
"Two."
I would say suddenly a little bitter.
"I have a little sister. "
"What about the other one"
They would say.
"She was the oldest in the house."
I would reply.
"You talk about her like she's dead."
They might say.
"That's because she is. I knew her a long time ago."
I reply.
YOU ARE READING
The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
