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Mother and father Why always bicker About every little thing Not everything is about money we can still be happy Only if we try I'm tired of always Waking up to yelling And tons of complaining I'm saying sorry to you father For being such a failure At everything You can talk to me about plumbing Or working and building But I'll never change And to you dearest mother I won't forget last summer When you called me gay I cried you a river But you never bothered To hear me out We were in a Starbucks And that was the moment I died inside You told me shut up While you left me crying Just so you won't Seem like a bad parent in public Then when you found out I harmed myself you Spread the word Now my whole family Keeps their eyes on me Because they think I've planted A ****** tree Then to my sister I still remember All of my birthdays When you left my crying By always blaming Me for all our problems I'm sorry I'm not perfect That I'm such a burden But I won't cry Anymore I'm done trying to please Everybody I see It's just not me
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 10:38 AM UTC
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Mother and father Why always bicker About every little thing Not everything is about money we can still be happy Only if we try I'm tired of always Waking up to yelling And tons of complaining I'm saying sorry to you father For being such a failure At everything You can talk to me about plumbing Or working and building But I'll never change And to you dearest mother I won't forget last summer When you called me gay I cried you a river But you never bothered To hear me out We were in a Starbucks And that was the moment I died inside You told me shut up While you left me crying Just so you won't Seem like a bad parent in public Then when you found out I harmed myself you Spread the word Now my whole family Keeps their eyes on me Because they think I've planted A ****** tree Then to my sister I still remember All of my birthdays When you left my crying By always blaming Me for all our problems I'm sorry I'm not perfect That I'm such a burden But I won't cry Anymore I'm done trying to please Everybody I see It's just not me
I hope the sloppiness of my poem doesn't get in the way of my emotions. I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 10:38 AM UTC
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