Sometimes it can be hard to tell
If I'm 13
Or am I 31?
Why are three kids my responsibility?
Why am I the one working my ass off?
I rush around every day
Trying my hardest to please everyone
They come first
I'm low priority
But in the end
I still fail everyone,
Because I don't have
The physical
And mental
Strength
Required to do everything
In order to please people.
I don't feel in control
And before I realize it,
I've been made into an adult
I've grown up too fast
And I can never go back.
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Author:
Ajax (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2021 18:31
- Comment from author about the poem: I often find myself taking care of everyone, never leaving time for myself
- Category: Family
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Comments2
Sounds a bit miserable for a 13 year old to cope with. In the end you'll find you can do it and you will become very strong which will serve you well later. In the meantime, keep writing and we'll listen little one.
You described my life. Honestly, it was only 2 kids I had to care for. I woke up in the morning and would work until I went to bed. I wasn't even allowed to go to bed until about 2 am just to get everything done. Then it was up at 6am. 😔
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