“grow up” they say,
pushed me to the edge with
a chain locked in my feet
“be independent” they say,
hang a string in my neck
and tell me what is wrong and right
“be grateful” they say,
hands offered life
but walk away each night
“help” shall i say,
unable to move without a hand
in my string
“help”,
words choked up in my lungs
brain making senses
am i really that helpless, or you are the one who drained my soul?
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 2:48 PM UTC
“grow up” they say,
pushed me to the edge with
a chain locked in my feet
“be independent” they say,
hang a string in my neck
and tell me what is wrong and right
“be grateful” they say,
hands offered life
but walk away each night
“help” shall i say,
unable to move without a hand
in my string
“help”,
words choked up in my lungs
brain making senses
am i really that helpless, or you are the one who drained my soul?