Kids These Days Poem by Victoria Annette Bailey

Katie was a malevolent tease
The start is weak to the bitter end,
Faux confidence for insecurity
Wilhelm to defend.
Ascending to her lowest point
The bottle mirrors her place
Alcohol washes through her lies
Disclosing her sincere face.
She flaunted for her appetite
Thigh-high crimson dress,
Wrong signals go a long way, honey
You organise your mess.
Nothing was meant to happen
Convinced she was strong enough,
Left; broken apart at 2am,
Mistaken for sleeping rough,
Katie was perfection,
In the inconsistent Earth,
Asking for what she couldn’t take,
Now she’s giving birth.
Fourteen years prior, her Mother sat
Katie as her plunder,
Then naivety and ignorance
Dragged her daughter under.
Adolescent obligation
The contract signed and sealed
Her child’s fate; preserved ahead
Appearances aren’t real.
Drowning the future in the past
Compassion left to fend
Passing her loss to innocents,
Choking on failed amends.
Attention-seeking was game,
But games can go too far,
When the child uncovers her mistakes,
They’ll inherit Katie’s scars.