i'm not allowed to get my learners,
until i get my own car.
not allowed a boyfriend,
until i get a job as a teacher.
they don't give a sh! t whether i go and kill myself,
or whether i die in a car accident,
or any type of accident.
can't do anything without telling them first.
have been told a number of times,
to move out.
but if i go to move out,
they'll tell me not to,
otherwise they won't support me
and they won't talk to me ever.
(c) Selina Gurgacz 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem