The Life of a Girl of Twelve
My life was difficult,
Even from the start,
My mom had me and Russell,
And started at 16.
She married my father,
After she had me.
He was gone,
I was three.
So I lived with my mom and Russell til' four
When a man named Scott came knocking at our door.
Seven, and three years later
And still together
Him, mom,Russell, me
At seven came Ryan,
Mom twenty four,
At the age of nine came Connor Payne.
Robbie was there, Russell's father,
Now Scott just a stupid memory
Of a time when I had more
So I turned twelve and two dads were there,
But, where was mine?
I went around and pretended I was fine,
But I always cryed on the inside.
So the life of this girl rarely happy but always sad,
Until Sky comes and our troubles abound no more
The life of this girl has turned around
From the worse to the better
The life of this girl of twelve,
Thirteen in four months
Is hard and filled with work
But thats okay,
I'm fine anyway,
And I know that through the struggles,
We will help each other.
And besides with brother number four on the way,
I got to be happy and close the door,
Cut off the stem of my unhappy life
And live for harry potter, poetry, church and my family
So I guess this story of emotional rags to riches is fine
But noone will ever experience a life like mine.
Copyright © Alexis Olmstead | Year Posted 2006
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