A/N: This poem is a bit more serious than usual. But the meaning behind it, I believe, is a story that needs to be told.
A Mommy.
A Daddy.
A little boy.
A family
.
He was raised
By them alone.
He never questioned
Why they taught him
Like they did.
.
But by the time school starts
He notices that he's different
.
Everyone is wearing
something nice.
Everyone looks like
a radiant blast of sunshine.
.
He is wearing
raggedy old clothes
from the day before.
His face is blank
and lifeless compared
to the others.
.
He will later learn that
his life was never supposed to exist.
That his daddy is an alcoholic.
That his mommy works full time.
.
One day he will realize
that punishment and discipline
are different than abuse and torture.
.
One day he will realize
the pain he goes through
is not supposed happen,
and will put an end to it.
.
His goal will no longer be
to make Daddy proud,
but to prove daddy wrong.
.
One day he will realize
that black and blue are colors
not made for human flesh.
.
But until that day,
he would remain different,
wondering if he would
ever be like them.
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