It downsizes problems
Except for mine
They say every name under the sun
For they aren’t rags
Raggedy Ann never got it this bad
It was all fine
Until
He boarded up the house and left
She cried and she cried
Their love was great
But
Their hate is worse
This isn’t fantasy
It’s what she’s felt.
Every other weekend
What a rush.
He loves us so.
But how do I know?
The red in my hair,
It’s a part of you.
Except for mine
They say every name under the sun
For they aren’t rags
Raggedy Ann never got it this bad
It was all fine
Until
He boarded up the house and left
She cried and she cried
Their love was great
But
Their hate is worse
This isn’t fantasy
It’s what she’s felt.
Every other weekend
What a rush.
He loves us so.
But how do I know?
The red in my hair,
It’s a part of you.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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