a/n: this piece might be a little different from what i usually write. Even though it is not the best I still like it. Enjoy!

I draw a picture,
it’s of my soul.
I push hard;
but even the crayon knows
not to break.
Soon my picture is done.
And now looking closely
it resembles a black abyss…
MOM, DAD THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING DID TO ME.
YOU’RE DRIVING ME CRAZY.
HOW COULD YOU HATE
THE CHILD YOU DID CREATE?
I AM NOT PERFECT,
BUT I TRY TO BE.
I MAKE MISTAKES
LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING.
WHY CAN'T YOU ACCEPT,
MOM AND DAD,
…that I make mistakes?

4/8/06