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the witness

February 10, 2015
By Anonymous

It's possible I just don't belong
There are parts of me I've discovered are gone

Like my patience to wait
I'm done waiting there's nothing to debate

Once I'm of age you'll barely see me
Once I get a car I'll never be around

I witness to the yells or shouts
A witness to the pattern of okay and get out

A witness to a father who's confused
Because a mother is either okay or blowing a fuse

I'll stop being the victim of being on the edge
Because I'll stop being around, I won't be on the ledge
 



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