Drunken Calls to Hotel Rooms on My Birthday

I remember the night of my last birthday party

16 I heard, was a life-changer

Mine was clelebrated and mourned

with detachment attached

as my friends gathered round for goodbyes

When you were aware of the plans

that I had kept out of conersation

You asked me what I was thinking

I replied that I never meant to hurt you

and you questioned me

"What did I think I was doing?"

 

 

I truly feared telling you

the plans for my birthday

I knew that you'd be angry

So naivly, as a child

I simply didn't mention it

But then you called

Cheery with questions of

my where abouts

I couldn't lie to you then

I told you where I was and what I was doing

You were satisfied with my answer

and ended the charade

Only when I went back to the hotel room

and I heard the drunken message left for me

telling your "daughter to have fun"

Did I understand

that you already knew.

 

 

 

"Why didn't you tell me

your plans? and why

was I not invited? Is

your dad teaching you

to keep secrets now?"

       "Mom, I never meant

       for this to happen

       the way that it did.

       I didn't know how to

       tell you. I never

       wanted to hurt you.."

"Really? What do you think

you're doing?

 

 

 

"Hello daughter.

I hope you're having fun."

The ink from my pen

sadly can not capture

the drunken, sarcastic tone

that seeped through your every word.

I am still confused

as to why the hotel staff

allowed you the information

and why my brother blew the secret.

Our earlier conversaton,

where you acted concerned for my where abouts,

Suddenly makes more sense

You already knew.

Author's Note

There are four different poems here, depicting the same idea and event.. I'm not sure which one I like the best, maybe I could take parts from all of them? Let me know what you guys think..