what lesson is being taught? // poem

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Don't know what had happened
Don't know what was missed
Just wish I had a razor
So I could slash my wrists

Wish that I could leave
Know I have to stay
Mom already said
She wants me gone away

Talk about the future
Regret and wonder why
I even bother speaking
And then begin to cry

Dad says I'm in his debt
For saving me all these years
And makes me feel incapable,
Confirming all my fears

Without my precious boy
Who took the pain away,
How long can can I stand this
Before I lose the will to pray?

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