the world became imperfect
elementary school
falling asleep to the sound of my mom crying
as dad storms up the stairs
realizing the darkness is darker than i assumed
custody battle
mom coming home defeated
haven't seen her smile in a long time
house feels empty
no more love
nothing's the same
(the world is supposed to be innocent and pure when you're young. i think i deserved better.
but that's not how it works. at all. how can your life turn so dark so quick? i expected a gradual change.
at least that. at least some sympathy. from the universe.)
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