Their Rules
September 24, 2014
All my life there have been men
these particular men, they
served as leaders of
something so simple as rules
right and wrong
not confusing yet to me
bewildering.
Bewildering for the simple fact as
everything
everything I did was
WRONG, everything that
happened was my fault
because of
men.
Men and their rules.
Until recently some rules
did not piece together
like a puzzle piece. Like,
the man and his rule of
allowing the flowers just outside
our window to wilt,
to lose every piece of beauty and radience they
witheld
To not try and recussitate them because
it was MY fault they were wilting.
My punishment was to watch them wilt .
So, with men came
rules.
With rules came
punishment.
With punishment came
"It's My Fault..."
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