ill be seventeen in less than a month, and before then, clinton will be gone. i love him so much. i've recently (as in like 4months ago) stopped going to my dads. i finally after 6or so years got up the courage to write a letter to the judge that has been in my mom and dads divorce case for 11 years, i wont go into any greater detail on my personal business, but i will say i am so happy that it has worked in our favor, i can finally breathe. but from this story came my poem 'Your Love Wasn't Worth It' it was the hardest thing i ever did- to separate me and my younger sister from our dad, but we just couldnt handle it anymore. but as of now i am bringing my grades up, im in with a better crowd, and except for missing my dad, life has all around gotten better. - And dad, if you happen to stumble across this. i love you, and i cant wait to see you again. <3
I love her to death, but its not her anymore-
She is not the girl i spent those summer days with,
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Now is my chance to feel the pain
the pain i constantly hide behind my feeble mimicry
of happiness: a smile.
If ever a lie as great as my smile were told, it would be that there is a reason for our existence,
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You probably can't see it,
but I never meant to hurt you
or make you toss and turn in bed.
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Tell the truth, or tell the lie-
the decision makes me cry.
every day it causes pain,
while I lie to them in vain
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