I glance back at my young sibling.
She will not understand.
Yet.
She will grow up too fast as well if I do not take over.
So, I care for her,
tuck her in every night,
wake her up every morning,
and help after school.
After all, isn't that normal.
We don't find out just how unusual this is
until we've already grown up too fast.
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Tainted Hearts
PoetryThere's more than one way to tell a story. A story told through poetry showing the true impact change has. Following a girl's journey through her parent's divorce.