Dear Dr. Knight

Mr. Knight, how you inspire me to sing. 

How I hate the way you call and talk and hit, 

Invading my thoughts like the bottles of wine you drink. 

What you demand makes me want to slit. 

 

What makes you different from a drug? 

Both of you have affected my mental health. 

But how it feels so good, the way it runs

All of the blood and wine and wealth. 

 

I gave up my life, to pursue my dreams. 

I ran away from home, abandoning my family.

Now all I hear in my head are my screams.

Now I write my final goodbye to this “fantasy”. 

 

Signed by Paige 

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