X Parents X Poem by Lisa Anderson

X Parents X



I am five, but half alive
I am going to share, how my parents don’t care
They shout all night, and they have fights
They don’t care, this is not fair
If one walks away, the other beats me all day
My only charm, is me broken arm
I am scared to tell you how I feel, if only I am able to make a deal
It feel weird I have been through a lot, but this is not half of what I have got.

By Lisa Anderson

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