Broken HomeA Poem by PawprintsAh...looking at old relicsI say that they’re sad With their sweat stained t-shirts And their too thin paychecks But I’m just starting to see That maybe My parents Who have nice houses And jobs Who pretend that having a teenager Is so much fun Who cry when the other isn’t there, And smile when I ask what’s wrong Are the sad ones © 2014 Pawprints |
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Added on July 11, 2014 Last Updated on July 11, 2014 AuthorPawprintsAboutThere's not really much to know about me besides the fact that I love to read and write. more..Writing
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