my father asks why i don't eat breakfast anymore,

i tell him about the lack of appetite that swirls madly in my stomach.

my father asks why i don't take any vitamins or pills,

i tell him it only makes me sick.

my father asks why i prefare eating lunch and dinner in my room,

i tell him about the loads of homework that need to be done.

my father asks why my clothes don't fit anymore,

i tell him it's always been this way you hardly ever noctice.

my father asks about my sudden interest in oversized pants,

i tell him of how important it is to follow the trend.

my father asks why i spend less time with nina and amanda these days,

i tell him i have tests to study for.

my father asks why am i always looking so tired,

i tell him i spend most of my time studying.

my father asks me even more questions, i tell him to stop.

my father asks. my father asked. until one morning he stopped.

~*~

a/n:

thoughts?