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I have tried to teach myself not to hope, because hope is the first step on the road to disappointment. It is a reference to those days I spent waiting, like a puppy scratching at the front door; Hoping in vain that you might come home to me, but most days you never do. It makes me wonder what I've done wrong, why I can never seem to get a straight answer from you. Even a text to assuage my worries would be fine, but you'd never send one, would you? I thought not...

here's what it is to be an adult you pay off your credit cards and a day later, your hot water heater is no longer working and is leaking all over your garage you didn't bother to research options so when you finally realize you can get a cheaper alternative to your fancy coffee drink you've probably 'wasted' at least $75. on coffee. you buy things on other peoples' recommendations and are quickly disenchanted either with the things, the people, or just buying things in general you stop hearing or is it listening and the magic settles into your bones instead of your eyes and sparks up at new moments, the baby's laugh, the way you

A Poem About Growing Up The one rhyme I'll say There comes a day You realize things start to change And it isn't so strange Those moments with cheep beer Each drink seems smaller than the last And each cigarette half the size You wake up in your bed late at night "One last shot!" at the bar How did I get home? Who did I buy a gram from? Buying cigarettes again. I said I'd never do this. I said I'd never do any of this. Now I don't want anything else. Ten hour work days. Over and over again. These guys are the only family I have anymore. There isn't even a choice, There is no alternative, You can't explain to the people, The people you l