#badparenting - Hello Poetry

Everyday I look in the mirror and see your face. SHAME, SHAME, SHAME! That is all I can see, All I can hear, FEEL! Throughout the night I cry wondering why, As I wait for sun to rise, I do as you please, Pretend to be at ease. But why? Why do I have to follow what you want? Why is it always my fault? Why am I always to blame? For your mistakes, your hate, YOUR PAIN? How is it a child’s fault that your life is not a certain way? When will you take blame? For the bruises, the heartache, THE SHAME! The shame that I must keep each day. Why should I, the child, Feel shame because of your mistakes? While you run around the world, Free of blame. Pardoned by those around because our pain is “not” the same, When will you pay? For the trust you betrayed, For childhood YOU turned into pain. One day the shame will be on you, And the child you failed will be free of your chain.

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Nov 12, 2024

Nov 12, 2024 at 6:02 PM UTC

wordsu

Shame (You're to blame)

Everyday I look in the mirror and see your face. SHAME, SHAME, SHAME! That is all I can see, All I can hear, FEEL! Throughout the night I cry wondering why, As I wait for sun to rise, I do as you please, Pretend to be at ease. But why? Why do I have to follow what you want? Why is it always my fault? Why am I always to blame? For your mistakes, your hate, YOUR PAIN? How is it a child’s fault that your life is not a certain way? When will you take blame? For the bruises, the heartache, THE SHAME! The shame that I must keep each day. Why should I, the child, Feel shame because of your mistakes? While you run around the world, Free of blame. Pardoned by those around because our pain is “not” the same, When will you pay? For the trust you betrayed, For childhood YOU turned into pain. One day the shame will be on you, And the child you failed will be free of your chain.

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Children only grow up when adults aren't watching. Father dear- *(I learnt how to ride a bike without your hands keeping me steady. I’ll learn how to live without your name on my conscience when I’m given away at graduations, at award ceremonies, at marriage.)* -it's far too late to want me back now.

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Oct 21, 2018

Oct 21, 2018 at 6:35 PM UTC

chichee

Seventeen

Children only grow up when adults aren't watching. Father dear- *(I learnt how to ride a bike without your hands keeping me steady. I’ll learn how to live without your name on my conscience when I’m given away at graduations, at award ceremonies, at marriage.)* -it's far too late to want me back now.

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I was a sweet kid, kind and calm We lived down by the power plants I did not have so many friends Daddy ran some business on Mars I had my own rocket in the garage When I was lonely I counted the stars *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Her sweetest smile would never fade She was never late She cooked so well but she never ate She looked kind and nice Yet there was no love in her eyes Her iron heart was cold as ice *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Ten years later then I met this girl on Tralfamadore 10 Golden hair and silver skin I asked her out for dinner, she agreed We took the Klingon place on 11th street She drank a lot but she did not eat *We got along Only somehow It felt a little wrong*

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Dec 8, 2015

Dec 8, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC

reimar

Robo Mom

I was a sweet kid, kind and calm We lived down by the power plants I did not have so many friends Daddy ran some business on Mars I had my own rocket in the garage When I was lonely I counted the stars *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Her sweetest smile would never fade She was never late She cooked so well but she never ate She looked kind and nice Yet there was no love in her eyes Her iron heart was cold as ice *I got along Only sometimes It felt a little wrong* Ten years later then I met this girl on Tralfamadore 10 Golden hair and silver skin I asked her out for dinner, she agreed We took the Klingon place on 11th street She drank a lot but she did not eat *We got along Only somehow It felt a little wrong*

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