“Sometimes you can't fix things with your parent.”
“Sometimes there is no relationship to improve there.”
“Sometimes those things can't be fixed.”
I bow my head as she tells me all it takes is one phone call a day
Playing back phone calls in my head
-HelloWhoIsIt?
Please stop
Please
This isn't fair to me
Please leave me be-
This girl is me; before the fear.
Before the fall,
Before the let down.
No begging passes her lips
She has known no threat
Contributes to my theory that smiling faces
cannot bruise.
I felt angsty because some girl tried to convince me to establish a relationship with the abusive father my mother left when I was an infant. People are jerks, have a ****** poem.