Real Life Dress-upA Poem by Warlord Kitteni feel like i am seven...I am seven in a teenage world I am a child in a seventeen year olds body
Instead of playing dress-up I put on make-up
Instead of playing house I cook and clean and care
Instead of running away from boys I hug, kiss, and love them
Instead of crying over spilled milk, I cry over broken hearts, dreams, and aspirations.
My daddy's gone My mommy's never home My baby doll becomes real
My friends are growing up My life is getting harder My tears are never drying
I wish I wasn't seven in a seventeen world I wish i was seven in a seven world
Completely ignorant, Completely happy © 2008 Warlord Kitten |
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2 Reviews Added on February 7, 2008 AuthorWarlord KittenSt louis, MOAbout**** Formerally known as Risa Jean**** Updated 04/2025 Been here since 2007 and alot of my pieces are from my teenage to early adulthood years. Update 11/08/2025 ***I give consent for any stude.. more.. |

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