I Was...

I was the newborn who never got a hug.

I was the two-year old whose first words were "F*ck You!"
Because that's all mum and dad seemed to say.

I was the four-year old who never made friends
at the playground.

I was the eight-year old who discovered
booze under my parents' bed.

I was the ten-year old who spent my free time
in detention.

I was the thirteen-year old whose mum wonders
what happened to me and is too blind to see it
was her own fault.

I was the fourteen-year old who started high
school with a criminal record and flunking grades.

I was the sixteen-year old who spent every
night kneeling in front of a toilet, crying and
puking after a rough day and plenty to drink.

I was the eighteen-year old who wore long
sleeves everyday to cover up the truth.

I was the twenty-year old who drove drunk,
crashed, died, and didn't really care.