AS I WAS GROWING UP
BASED ON A TRUE STORY
As I was growing up, I wanted
to be beautiful
to be myself
to have beautiful hair like
the girls who ridiculed me
to model
to be taller so I could model
to love myself
to be popular
to have popular friends
to wear make up
to be a dancer
to perform in plays
to attend Parkview to dance
to have bigger breasts
to attract guys
to tweeze my eyebrows
to make the guy I love, love me too
to be pursued like the women in romance novels
to kiss the guy that pursues me
to have a best friend
to share all my secrets with my best friend
to embellish story about first kiss to best friend
to stop the tears that I cried every night
to stop writing about my own death
to relive the unwanted memories of what happened
in the dark for the last time
to tell someone what happened to me when I was ten
to stop the fantasies that plagued me
to peek through the window as they slapped the handcuffs
around his wrists
to take a glimpse as he burned in Hell
oh my. This is deep Angel. *hugs*
ReplyDeletethank you..i have no idea why i am sooo late seeing your comment..but thanks for taking time to check out the blog...and im glad you like it
ReplyDeleteSo, what happened to you when you were ten?
ReplyDeletei was a victim of sexual abuse.
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