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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When I was young, most of the words I heard were kind There was never cursing in my house At least, not in front of me When I was young, I never saw my dad cry, or laugh much The first time I remember him crying was at my 5th grade continuation He didn’t cry when I told him about my thoughts He didn’t cry when I told him about my sexual assault He learned only to cry tears of happiness His emotions were forbidden When I was young, my mom used to tell me that certain things I said made her sad They made her sad because they were true I learned this when my younger brother called her an alcoholic She said ‘That makes me sad’ My brother was 6 When I was young, my parents got divorced I was in the 3rd grade When they told my brother and I I went to my dad to cry My mom was jealous, and thought I would choose him over her So she lied She deflected everything she had done onto him That’s how I learned to lie That’s how I learned my mom was a child predator When I was young, I took care of my brother My dad wasn’t allowed to see us My mom was always busy with her lies So I took the role I was 8 It skewed my mental age I acted like I was 11 Now I’m stuck 3 years ahead When I was young, I struggled when my mental health In 3rd grade I was diagnosed with GAD and MDD I was a suicide risk Later in life my therapist brought up OCD And then PTSD And then OSDD When I was young, I was sexually assaulted I was in Kindergarten He was in 2nd grade Every day On the bus The front row Why didn’t the bus driver do anything? I feel bad for the kid who sat across from us He saw it He would always ask if we were kissing I wonder if he remembers I only realized in 5th grade I wonder if he knows now I wonder where he is now I hope he’s okay I hope he’s forgotten I hope he has no idea I hope he’s doing great in school I hope he never goes through what I went through I wouldn’t wish that on anyone Not even that 2nd grader on the bus Who I’m in school with to this day I see him in the halls I hear his name I take my pills and move away Thats how I live Day-to-day
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