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Originally Posted by Unbrokensoulgeron
It was ok for my
Younger sibling. They
Knew that they
Would leave school
And go straight into
A trade as my
Parents and their friends
All had connections.
But even though
I got the top award
In primary school
Every year, nothing
I did stood out
And I didn't feel
Like an achiever.
All I could see
Was the socially awkward loser.
And with my mother's temper
In my veins
I was often in trouble.
I thought that
Money made the world go round.
I would Tell Fred
When he would say
Ridiculous Hollywood film phrases
That he was just
In love with the idea
Of being in love.
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Fred basically barred
Me from talking about
Things that he didn't have
The knowledge or will
To put his feeling to one side
And listen to me.
Has your mum
Got a limited life span and terminal condition??
And won't get to meet
Some of her grandchildren? No
So my feelings were invalid.
Being in hospitable
Had changed my whole life.
The way I looked at everything
What I could and couldn't do.
Now I appreciated the little things.
Fred would speak Ill
Of my old coach
Who decided to drop off
My Second Dan certificate
Straight to my house.
Fred went off on one
Saying he should keep
His hawk beak out of my life now
As when Fred attended classes
With his friends they all
Saw how he picked on me
And singled me out
He was probably hoping
To just get my mum
And get the lowdown on hospital
And see if I had been diagnosed
But the doctors don't always
Diagnose you the first time
In case it is stress induced
Or for example post partum
Which women get over.