I want my freedom back.
It was taken from me too soon.
Why must I take responsibility this big as I am also a child myself?Fine.
I shall become a 3rd parent to these weak, frail infants.
Maybe if I show how responsible I am, they'll praise me.That's what I thought at least but they dare not look my way even when I sacrificed my childhood, my innocence away to raise these siblings of mine that I see as my rival.
But I already knew who won this war.
I have lost but I hope you shine in your glorious victory.I did well, didn't I?
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Beautiful Stitched Lips
PoetryMy mind is filled with words and sayings that I wish to scream out to the world. The problem is, I cannot. Start: 11/14/20 Finish: 09/18/22 ©7spades_