So Tired
By: Shyanna Marie Batista
Dad,
They say home is where the heart is… I don’t really know where mine lies… I’m glad you’re happy… When I moved away to live with Bran and his pack in Seattle… I wanted to get away from all the screaming arguments you and mom had… Mom and I talked about what went wrong and I understand her part… I want to talk to you about it… To sit down and just talk… but you’ve started your own little family… I’m 17 years old and without a dad… I understand that you’ve moved on… but I can’t keep it in anymore…
I don’t even know where to start… Do you regret having me? Ever regret staying around… I used to idolize you, growing up…but now? It’s time to say goodbye… I know it may make you cry… But I’m so tired of waiting for you to come around… It’s ok… Maybe I’ll see you again in the next life…
From,
Shyanna
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