poetry critical

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Random Poem:

It's not my life. [changes]

Looking into the frying pan
as my only affordable mirror,
I wonder, "Is this where I'm supposed to be?"
I know I'm not perfect.
Well, really who is?
But why did God dump me off here?
I'm sure this is just a hard test,
I can cheat my way out of.
"GET OUT, I said get the..."
   "I would barely call this.."
I try to tune them out.
It's in their nature to fight.
But I always watch them go at it.
Hoping...they will stop.
After the yelling, the screen door slams shut.
I run to the broken window; knowing my dad
will take a short walk to redeem himself.
But he always comes back.
I hear the engine of our never used car start.
My mother runs in the middle of the street,
still cussing and waving her arms.
((probably thinking she can get him back))
Which is a useless thing to do.
I watch the car drive away,
to vanish in the night.
Now leaving everything silent; forever.
I relive the same life everyday.
Well, I'd like to think of it anyway, as my mother's life.

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