I didn't want us to be separated But maybe it was fate It had to happen one day No family stays. We didn’t want anyone to sit alone, They wanted me to be "great". I try not to fall in a rabbit hole But maybe it was fate Because once you even get close to the throne You can not back away. Everyone's breathing down your throat To see the hunger games But it’s not illegal Because physically the kids seem okay. Every family I've chosen has been left behind It was never them packing their bags, It was me having to hold back the confusion or tears in my eyes One day it's divorce papers Another day it's reintroducing my name to 33 judges. Since when did I get so attached? I failed to notice Yes, maybe it was fate But saying it never stops the pain. It never had me realize I wasn't in vain To think about my friends rather than my future To ponder over my family's morality rather than my grades. They always tell you to ignore everything and focus on what matters. As if numbers on a marked paper are going to keep me happy when I retire
My life for making me write poems in the first place :)
