I am useless,
Clueless,
Naive
And foolish.
I am a child
Of chance.
A night of romance.
I am an early-morning
Call,
A surprise to all,
Aren't I, mother?
One that can use no tool.
A waste to the teacher,
Within a school.
Aren't I, father?
A child
'Out of control'.
Seemingly 'too old'
To be consoled.
But alas,
You wish for connection.
How should I know of it?
I am prone to rejection.
Subjection,
To your own mistake.
A choice you made.
The icing on the cake.
But now I am far
Away from your pain.
For I live in worth,
As you live in shame.
Nov 19, 2023
Nov 19, 2023 at 4:03 PM UTC
I am useless,
Clueless,
Naive
And foolish.
I am a child
Of chance.
A night of romance.
I am an early-morning
Call,
A surprise to all,
Aren't I, mother?
One that can use no tool.
A waste to the teacher,
Within a school.
Aren't I, father?
A child
'Out of control'.
Seemingly 'too old'
To be consoled.
But alas,
You wish for connection.
How should I know of it?
I am prone to rejection.
Subjection,
To your own mistake.
A choice you made.
The icing on the cake.
But now I am far
Away from your pain.
For I live in worth,
As you live in shame.
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