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Ian.

January 6, 2023
By Rocio-Grace SILVER, Santo Domingo, Other
Rocio-Grace SILVER, Santo Domingo, Other
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You'll never be

half the person I was

accomplish what I did 

and end up with the stories I will tell your children

 

You will hate your high school experience

So absurdly normal

growing up without protest or questioning of the way things are

unless mom took your games away.

 

You'll never grow up

You'll become like David

the family disappointment

yet we will never speak of it.

 

You will dote on your mother

never truly please your father

though you will try-

until there is nothing left to give.


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem about my brother. I have experienced some family difficulties, and he is often the one who breaks me down and tells me terrible things. Though now, I am grateful for every bad mistake I made, everything I did wrong, and every punishment I have had to take that he never will, because I have learned so much about myself and my surroundings. Instead of yelling back or fighting, I remind myself I know so much more about myself and have achieved so much more than my brother ever will. No matter how hard he can try and break me down, I will always have these experiences and what I gained out of them.


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