I sit up in my small, pink room,
With my T.V. blaring.
Mommy and Daddy are yelling again
Like they do everynight.
I can hear mommy crying now.
I go to comfort her.
The boxes are pack,
The divorce is final.
I cry for my doll on the top of the boxes,
I want to give it to mommy so bad.
Maybe it'll make her stop crying,
But I don't think it'll help much.
Daddy shouln't have done what he did.
He cheated on mommy.
He's yelling at me now,
I should be in bed.
Now he's yelling at my older brother.
Saying it's his fault they got married.
Mommy was pergnant with him when they got married.
He's 9 now.
Me and my Twin brother are 4.
They're yelling again,
It's making me cry.
Mommy is leaving,
She's taking me with her
"Where are we going?" I cry.
It's quiet, except for the crying.
I just sit here thinking
What went wrong?
I'm older now,
Mom is remarried,
To a wonderful man,
My room isn't samll and pink anymore,
It'd big and blue.
I love my stepdad,
Excepy I'll never call him dad or daddy.
Like I did my real dad.
It wouldn't be the same.
It never will.
Mommy has custody,
I barly get to see daddy.
I still love my real dad,
But not with the same amount of love.

*~*~*NOTE: Ok this poem was a little more personal than my others but I just
had to let all my emotions out. I wrote this 12-19-03 at 10:46 pm.*~*~*
 
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