Irony
Broken.
Think of when we were small children
Ready to grow up
Ready for anything
Well now you're all grown up
What the hell do you do now?
I just wish I can go back to a little child
Oblivious to the world and the people in it
I wasn't ready for the world at such an early age
You weren't supposed to lose your innocence my dear sister, to him
After all, he was our biggest protector.
The ones who were supposed to be there to help you up, were always supposed to stay
No one told me he wasn't gonna stay
Who could?
Don't worry, I told myself a long time ago
The whispers slowly turned into screams
The type of screams that leave your body to stiffen
The day I saw my mother break her shell
I grew up
I know I did
I remember not seeing her the same
Oh sister, you were right.