Hear Me

By ten at night I found myself leaving again.

Staying at the house is just pointless.

Mom asked me not to go.

But staying doesn't help me.

I left.

I physically couldn't stay.

Walking helps me.

With everything.

I hear a honk and spin around.

He clearly can't take no for an answer.

He parks on the side of the road.

This isn't necessary.

He steps out and then tells me he has my skateboard.

I abandoned it in the woods last night.

I tell him I don't want it.

I need it.

He sighs.

I know, I'm a pain in the ass.

But you made me this way.