I'm 14, and I don't write good poetry when I'm upset, and wouldn't ya know it, I'm upset. So, I just wrote this and thought I'd see what you thought. I'm talking to my parents concerning my sister (in the poem). It's kind of self explanatory after that...
It’s strangling me
But you could care less
I know you can see
My utter distress
Pleas make it all better-
You know how you can
I told you in my letter
Or at least I began
You’re the only one
With the power to
Bring back my sun
Get rid of the blue
It’s tearing me apart
Please stop it right away
Make her depart
Just don’t delay
It’s time to choose
What you want to do
You had different views
When you said you were through.
To allow me to grow
Healthy and strong
You need to know
She cannot belong
It’s time to decide
Two choices remain
Allow her to reside
Or spare me the pain
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