Right Here

Today I sit. I question much. Maybe I don’t know the answers. Maybe I’m not supposed to. I think about how, I’ve never been perfect. That’s what dad always wanted from me. All I wanted was to make my dad proud. Now we don’t talk. I’m right here. While I sit no one calls. I... Continue Reading →
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Published on April 26, 2024 16:15
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