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I Wish
I wish I had a father to play with, but he chose to sell drugs. Instead of playing with me, he looked for someone to get high with.
I wish my heart was buried, to be able to kill my pains and for the blood to stop flowing through my veins.
I wish my eyes were closed and my brain would shut down, this is my life.
I wish it would stop now.
I wish my life was like icing on a cake because when he abandoned me he said “Checkmate’!
I wish Kewan was not my name, you cant begin to picture my life because it will break your frame.
I wish there were meds for my pain, I wish I had a new life, and a new home.
I wish some peoples eyes were open wide, I wish they would notice. Judging me is effecting my entire life!
All of my wishes will never come true, because my soul will give out, it’s that powerful.
I wish I had a new me, a true family.
I might sound like Dr. Martin Luther King but the difference is that I don’ dream,
I WISH!

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This is a piece about my life as a teen on the south side of Chicago