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Where to Go

by ena-alysopriono

Where do you go When your house Is no longer a home When you no longer feel safe in your bed Because you can hear their words And your cheerleaders Are the ones holding you back Where to you turn When you supposedly greatest supporters Become your greatest critics When the gossiping girls in the bathroom Have insults That seem like elementary insults Compared to the things you hear at home When do you decide Enough is enough When they are to afraid to repeat their words To your face When you can't tell them things For fear they will use it against you When do you decide it is time to spread your wings And leave the nest that has become a death trap It doesn't matter if I can or cannot fly I would gladly plummet downwards As long as I escaped When do you finally stop denying What once were your parents Are now simply your "Legal Guardians"
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Written by
ena-alysopriono
Published
Feb 5, 2015
Time
2m
Notes

This probably seems shallow and I understand it is a total FWP but I am sick and tired of my sister "reporting" back to me about things they said about me while I was gone. And that my parents keep telling me what is important and to stop writing, which is one of the only reasons I keep breathing and the one thing I know I will do after I graduate. I am really sorry for wasting your time in reading this.

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