"nelection" poems
You hide me away surronded by mist
And pretend I don't exist
Pull me out when needed me
Then you'd go off and flee
When I needed a shoulder
Father, where have you been?
When you get older
I won't be so keen
When you want me to lend a hand
You will never understand
You gave me rejection
Now it's my turn to do the nelection
Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 10:39 AM UTC