Sunday, May 23, 2010

Parents

I feel as if
I was only given one choice.
I could be exactly like him,
as genetics dictated
or just like her
a person I absolutely hated.
Well now as life is so cruel
the tables have turned around
I am like her more than ever
and despise him more, I've found.
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2 comments:

  1. UnknownMay 24, 2010 at 3:55 PM

    aww...ain't that always the way it goes. but you can change her legacy by creating your own. <3

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  2. natelanMay 24, 2010 at 8:50 PM

    Bravo.

    This is profound.

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