What I know Now

" Alice get up," My mum said. This was one of the few day's when she was truly here.

I loathe those days.

You're going to be late, for the beginning of the end of the beginning? No, end! Err beginning. You know what I mean, just wake up!

Her latino accent shoulders comfortably on her words, Now one of the only things I enjoy about her.

A thousand year ago my mother was here all the time and all her demons were dead and I felt more for her than revulsion and pity.

At least before he left she actually tried to stop; Now she tries to hide it while working extra hours. But after Dad left I learned a few things it's hard to hide bottles and even harder to hide scars. Also, things change since the time I was five, now that I look back on it, we all were different in the years when we were young. so pure and innocent. When I look back I even thought I could be something more that I wouldn't have to be a scam on the streets of New York City. So It really not my fault I have scars up and down my arm caused by razors in my fingertips. Or when I dream At night with a rope twisted around my neck Hanging from the chandelier in the front room.

What I know now 

is what I'll Alway's remember

and can't ever forget.