You Don't
You don’t understand.
You don’t try to.
You don’t want to.
You can’t.
You won’t.
Why should you?
What am I?
An experiment?
Or shall I say a daughter?
Where were you when I was five years old and my knee started bleeding?
Where were you when I broke up with my first boyfriend?
Where were you when I got rejected into the academy?
Where were you when I failed my first test?
Where were you when I got pregnant?
Where were you when my husband left me?
Where were you when I lost my job?
Where were you when I couldn’t pay my bills any longer?
Where were you when I was all alone?
Where?!
Where?!
Where?!
Oh yeah, there you were.
Not here.
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