baby anymore
when i was 7 years old i realized i wasnt a baby anymore,
hard times and molestation told me i wasnt a baby anymore,
when i ran away from home,
my mom knew i wasnt a baby anymore,
smoking meth,
family knew i wasnt a baby anymore
went to juvenile hall for 2 years,
the system treated me like one but knew,
i was not a baby anymore,
got out and started up on a black mission,
heroin knew i wasnt a baby anymore,
trials and tribulations,
everyone wanted to help,
but im a big girl,
im not a baby anymore....
finally,
i sat down,
and laid in my cradle,
21 years old,
lifes a difficult journey...
why cant i be a baby anymore?
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.