My First Tattoo
(none fiction)
I wanted something wild. I wanted something crazy
I was becoming 23. I wanted to do this dare
I went and got a Tattoo.
Tears in my eyes for I'm scared of needless
But it was worth it, for I did it for many reasons.
My dad had seen it and I didn't care
For I was old enough to do what I please.
I did my darring like a interatial relationship under the sheets
.no matter what I do he never satisfied.
I am tired of trying to please a person who never did much for me.
My mother abandoned me after birth all he cared about was himself.
This is my moments ,sorry Daddy dearest I am done pleasing you.
Mischief. 9/19/18.
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