Forever or Never
Once I start
There's no stop
It's part of me
Glued to my heart
It makes you want to be your brother or sister
It's a habit
You should watch those
They can become your character
Take matters into your own hands
Before they can dictate your life
Wanting to stop
Before they outstretch your lands
You thought I was perfect.
You copied my handwriting.
You didn't know what it was like to be me.
You didn't need to wear hearing aids when you were eight.
You still don't need them like I do.
You finally got revenge when,
You couldn't copy my car for science and it broke and,
You began to cry in the middle of school.
I suck in my stomach as my small, sixth grade, less than 5 feet tall figure,
Lay half under my parents' queen size bed.
How long has it been?
I hear the rustle of many pairs of feet and ease myself out of their view.
I keep my hiding place and expect the bedskirt to fling up.
Instead I hear a "How'd you find me?"
From little five-year-old Emmie.
Softened footsteps running, hitting the carpet.
Then the faint sound of automated music.
Coming faintly from the other side of the house.
Soon, I get bored.
And lay on my parents' bed, staring at the TV listening to politics.
I've always been quite interested in politics.
I watch for about three minutes and then Jordan rushes in.
Jordan is my cousin, born a year before me.
The only cousin here that was older than me.
She said "Where were you?
I in turn said "I've been laying here hiding for the entire time. You?"
"Well, we.. uh.. threw a dance party in Syd's room for five minutes."