The Clueless Teen

sonicpoet

The store in which I worked

as a clueless teen,

my father brought me in

with siblings working too.

Then I saw him sitting

he overlooked the store

he drew me like a magnet

I fell for him so hard.

He must have been so patient

to get one thing he wants.

I believed he loved me

my baby, I believed

To my father's chagrin

he made me quit the store,

my baby had been drug dealing;

blinded I had sobbed.

I believed his lies

that baby that was his,

for he bought me rings

one night he had returned.

He returned for me

it made me love him more,

the truth I didn't see

my baby couldn't love me. 

He knew what he had done

so he abandoned me,

my father saw the bum

he knew that he'd hurt me.

 

 

 

  • Author: sonicpoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 30th, 2016 14:11
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • sonicpoet

    Thank you 🙂

  • Liam Lawless

    Incredible and very moving

  • mylittleheart

    i love this!

  • sonicpoet

    Thank you all for reading this and for your comments. I appreciate them very much



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