36.

*post created August 21, 2022*

If you’ve been on Tik Tok within the last 2 weeks or so, you have seen the newest trend centered around Demi Lovato’s newest son, 29.

I scrolled through my for you page, and for some reason, I took the time to watch each video that did this trend. Every-time, a tightness occurred in my chest. If I am being honest, I didn’t quite put two and two together.

Then it hit me. I have my own “29.”

Far from innocent, what the fuck’s consent? Numbers told you not to, but that didn’t stop you

I was 18. Sorry, 18 years old and one week. How clever you were. You waited. Not just a day to make is suspicious, you waited a week. What a gentleman. I was 18. You were 32. You told me you were 24. I was 18.

Finally twenty-nine Funny, just like you were at the time Thought it was a teenage dream, just a fantasy But was it yours or was it mine? Seventeen, twenty-nine

Finally 36. Just a few years older than you were when you met me.

I truly thought it was love. I thought It really was a dream come true. 18. 32.

Had me in your grip, went beautifully with All my daddy issues and this shit continues

But it didn’t stop there did it? The lies, the deceit. No. You began molding me into the perfect victim. The one that wouldn’t ask questions. The one that would believe that I really was in fact, “crazy” after every time you green lit me.

Best part. As you did the same thing to your family, your wife and daughter, you sat and criticized my own dad for doing the same things as you were. A real piece of work you were. 18. 32.

Finally twenty-nine Seventeen would never cross my mind Thought it was a teenage dream, a fantasy But it was yours, it wasn’t mine Seventeen, twenty-nine

Finally 36.

22 would never cross my mind. I really did think it was my teenage dream. You said all the right things. I was 18. You were 32. It has been 18 years since you stole me away, 18 years. And yet, I still continue to heal from all that you did. All that you said. All of the molding. 18. 32. So thankful I’m beyond you.

Lyrics

Petal on the vine, too young to drink wine Just five years a bleeder, student and a teacher Far from innocent, what the fuck’s consent? Numbers told you not to, but that didn’t stop you

Finally twenty-nine Funny, just like you were at the time Thought it was a teenage dream, just a fantasy But was it yours or was it mine? Seventeen, twenty-nine

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Seventeen, twenty-nine

Had me in your grip, went beautifully with All my daddy issues and this shit continues I see you’re quite the collector Yeah, you’re twelve years her elder Maybe now it doesn’t matter But I know, I know better Now I know, I know better ’cause I’m

Finally twenty-nine Funny, just like you were at the time Thought it was a teenage dream just a fantasy But was it yours or was it mine? Seventeen, twenty-nine

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Seventeen, twenty-nine Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Seventeen, twenty-nine

Finally twenty-nine Seventeen would never cross my mind Thought it was a teenage dream, a fantasy But it was yours, it wasn’t mine Seventeen, twenty-nine

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh