Known
A girl sits curled in a corner knees held tight. Salty tears cooling her rosy red cheeks. He walks in picks her up and puts her on the bed. Wiping her cheeks he asks “Why do you hate yourself so much?” She thought about it then looked at him and said. “Go to my mother and grandfather and all my distant relatives and ask them….” She paused taking a deep breath in trying to remember how to feel alive. “Ask them my favorite color, band, flower, who my favorite people are, who’s my inspiration what are my dreams what are my hopes, where do I want to go? Then jot done there answers and reactions.” She closed her eyes and wept “Then you’ll know”



Just a little personal poem.