Between Child and Adult
She stood in the door way,
between child and adult.
Never thinking of her actions,
as being her own fault.
She thought of times,
Past and coming.
Afraid to grow up,
Trying to stay put yet knowing.
Afraid to cross that border,
Between child and adult.
She slipped the pill between her lips,
Thinking it’s not her fault.
She’s in her own world,
Separate from our own.
Her friends were there with her,
Comforting her moans.
Her dads at the door,
She’s lost her will.
He slaps at her face,
but doesn’t wake even still.
She stood in the door way,
Between child and adult.
Never thinking of her actions,
as being her own fault.
She didn’t want to continue,
to live her life stuck,
thrown in the middle,
Between child and adult.
(i wrote it about a friend )
2007-03-30
06:19:03
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