My Promise
This is how it is.
My mother,
A high class,
Girl.
My father,
A music commoner.
They met on a,
Trip,
And had me.
Because of this,
My life is at,
Risk.
Many people who know,
My parents before,
They died,
Promise to watch over.
Me.
I know its for,
Benefits.
They never really,
Cared.
But one did.
We are close,
As if we knew each,
Way before we were,
Born.
Our parents knew each.
That’s why we’re so,
Close.
I never thought,
This would happen.
Out of all my,
Friends,
I’m the youngest.
As my mother and,
Father before me.
Which means.
All my keeps,
Are at war,
With other family,
Members.
I will win.
And when I do,
I promise to give,
What I can get,
To my friends,
for what they did,
In return.
I won’t leave them,
As others did,
Before.
It would be bad.
I got to do,
This.
Or all my,
Family’s work,
Will all be in,
Vain.
I stay alive,
For my family.
I got to do this.
Or there is,
No point in,
Living.
