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Parents Arguing
by. LLuvia Solis
Pioneer Charter School
I have problems
even though some times I act
like the words i hear and get yelled in my face
don’t hurt me (they do)
I some times argue with my parents
I still love them.
They know.
But sometimes I don’t know how to put it in words
except “thank you”.
I remember how you used to take care of me
I remember how every night I would be scared
You would let me sleep in your bed
I would snuggle next to you.Thank you.
My parents argue
Sometimes I hide my face underneath my pillow
It doesn’t work so I run and hide in my room
while they argue today
I got in an argument with my parents
I wanted to cry. I did.
It didn’t help.
Writing this paper helped a lot.
now i know how my parents feel about me talking back
“I am sorry.”
Sorry for everything
for not saying thank you
for not being nice,
for being rude and not listening
I LOVE YOU in big letters
and i know that cursing doesn’t solve everything
but sometimes i cant stop my self.
My parents argue and I don’t like it
and if that is how they feel solves the problem
then don’t do it in front of me or my brother and baby sister
because what they say to each other is what my siblings say to one another.
My family isn’t perfect
but sometimes I solve my problems
with writing, signing and dancing
to get it out of my head
like it were an illusion.
so i draw,sing and write in my journal
a place where I have no problems.