I asked
If she is divergent
But she says
She is not
Instead she just
Leaves me
Alone at
This spot
Next day she
Comes along
And takes the
Test again
I know that she
Will pay
for stashing
this away
I love her
Deep and madly
dadada
But she has
got to learn
That burying this
Has costs
[ The image of my
Father hitting my mother
For lying is still in front of
My eyes.
Father wouldn't have hit her
But still she needed to learn.
And so Tris.]
[ But still she needed to learn.
And so Tris.]
I asked
If she's divergent
And she said
She is not
And she still tries to
Hide it
I don't know for what