As usual we had cereal for
breakfast, milk and crunchy little pieces
of bread, enough, but I would have liked more
than the amount she gave us. She feeds us
just enough to get by. She had us leave
the house at around eight-thirty. We left
and went to Wendy's. I cannot believe
how early she made us leave. It is effed
up. I really need to have my beauty
sleep, I just have to stay beautiful for
the people who love me, an old cutie
that people admire much and adore.
I don't know what the hell she does all day,
she'd leave the house too if I had my way.
"Crunchy Little Pieces" by Kenneth Larot Yamat
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