Minor Inconveniences {Poetry}

Maybe It's a Good Thing You Never Listened to Me

I'm trying to tell you,

Once again,

I'm alright.

I'm fine.

Everything is okay,

But why don't you believe me?

Sure, my grades are suffering,

And my heart feels heavy,

But it's all normal emotions with growing up.

It just means I'm getting older,

And wiser,

I promise you.

Sure, my smile gets harder to find every day,

And my soul seems to be withering away,

But it's all normal

In the grand scheme of things.

Although I miss your face,

Even though I wanted nothing than to be rid of it.

Your smile,

Your freakishly annoying smile.

And your nagging,

Even though you're so much younger than me,

And could never understand.

And I miss Mom, and Dad even.

And those old teachers that cared about me.

And those ducks in the pond

And hunting trips

And even those glares

And stares

And frowns.

I'm not so sure I will be okay...

But I can't tell you that.

Wait, do you see my suffering?

Because I'm trying so hard to hide it.

Hear what I don't say,

I'm begging you.

Maybe it was a good thing

That you never listened to me anyway.