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Oct 2011
Your grandfather died when you were five

You never cried

Never screamed

Never grew a fit

Never did anything

You felt nothing

You tried to make yourself cry

You tried to make yourself look sad

But really, you were happy

One less mouth to feed

One less problem to deal with



You were fifteen

You heard you're parents were getting a divorce

You never cried

Never screamed

Never grew a fit

Never did anything

You felt nothing

You tried to make yourself cry

You tried to make yourself look sad

But really, you were happy

One less mouth to feed

One less problem to deal with




Now, your mother has died

Your seventeen

Everyone cried their eyes out

Screamed and hollered

But you just sat there

You never cried

Never screamed

Never grew a fit

Never did anything

You felt nothing

You tried to make yourself cry

You tried to make yourself look sad

But really, you were happy

One less mouth to feed

One less problem to deal with



But now they’re coming back


Those emotions you said you never had

Those emotions you’re tried to hide

Because you're not heartless

And it’s okay to let it out

And its okay to miss them

You're not a monster
Written by
Brian Miller
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   David Casas, mads, Ahmad Cox, serah and Odi
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