I'm fourteen and this is a poem about me...
At the age of Eight was when It got too late to live my life as a normal kid.
My Family would argue and i would get startled but I thought thats what families did.
Everyone being torn during a Family war was something I grew up with.
At the age of Nine my family fell apart because of snakes in the grass who, spat lies and cried crocodile tears.
Picking between my mum and dad got hard but I always chose my dad .
He guided me, protected me, helped me learn who was real and fake from a young age I always said think of what daddy would say .
I have a little brother and when he was around two i have always been told you come as a two .
So when we got took away from our "family" for a few days i had to grow a few years and not act my age.
At the age of Ten was when it started going Good again . Thinking we were all going to be okay. Then My dad fell ill but he was here still...