My Family...A Poem by Cyn ...
Grow up... I hear this statement a lot... What exactly is the difference between child and adult?
Act your age... I can’t decide what you mean... Why should I behave when you act like a stupid teen?
Don’t tell... I see no reason to hide within lies... Who wants to keep secrets and live with guilty eyes?
No love... I know you haven’t felt that emotion in years... What’s the point of getting upset and drowning in your tears?
My family... No matter what, I’ll keep them all in my heart... So why is it getting so hard to keep everything from falling apart? © 2008 Cyn |
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Added on May 3, 2008 Author
CynTXAboutI'm a 22 year old cynical cripple... One thing I've come to realize in life is that everyone needs an outlet of some kind... One of my main outlets is writing... I also draw... I realize that everyone.. more..Writing
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