Dear Rachael, 18 years old

Look at you. You’re a fool
As anyone your age should be.
Dreamer and schemer, too.
Already you know
The steep price of love
And the power pleasure buys.
You’re greedy and selfish.
(Who can blame you?)
No restraint or qualms.
Your oyster is your oyster,
A golden ticket.
This life will get much harder for you.
Making your own way,
Rejecting anything by the book,
Even the Good Book,
So full of promises, you gag.
But low as you will sink,
(And sink, you surely will)
Peace finds you at the bottom.


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