Am I a man, or a liability Visioning myself out of home All my walls taller than me And the unescaped feeling of being alone
I sit there like a garden gnome Staring my fate right into its soul Thinking I’ll start sipping that Styrofoam Cos it’s home where I bear the insult
“It won’t work out, it never does” So much for your encouragement Wish I was with the clever ones Running free like a thoroughbred
Preaching at me about having patience Look at you, you’re full of it What’s that word you’ve never experienced? Another one comes to mind, cough cough ‘hypocrite’!
I can’t move on from your effluences I’m reminded each time I try to forget Back engaged within those experiences Then you go and ask why I’m upset?
Wish you could see what I wish That age doesn’t define anything The opportunities that went with the mist When all my friends had everything
Seems like my words make a stain All I ever do is to be wanted I have the strength of an aeroplane That goes towards the wind and not with it
Tonight I’m lonely I can almost cry In the wake of my very absence But around you, I keep my cheeks dry For the sake of your obedience
This poem was quite a task in the making, took roughly a month to construct with multiple lines coming to mind [and they still are]. The poem itself is basically about my life growing up at home and the relationships with the people within the home.