TWENTY-THREE

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"Love me,please.Love me."

Hey,look at this third prize I won,
You only look and said "That's it?Not number one?"
I turned around and mumbled "I'm not your son.",
Wish I had the courage to get out and run.

I sat alone with no one around,
They came to me with noisy voice and sound,
I just smiled trying to blend in that my scream didn't count,
Wish I had the courage to leave these people who are like hound.

The As on the papers didn't represent what I felt,
As long as you're happy,it's okay if I melt,
I was always the one in front that got tired of knelt,
It is your dream that I had to be dwelt.

"Don't lie.Do better.You're fine,you're just lazy."
As I got older those words don't really affect me,
All of those grades went down oh wee...
"You're a disappointment."but you never ask how is she.

"You're a useless child."it echoing in my head,
Have you ever wondered why I'm this sad?
I'm tired please,erase the pain that I had,
With all of your expectations that I couldn't met.

All I want is physical affection,
Not all the gold and the phone modernization,
Now I have to find the parents substitution,
To intoxicate all of your poisonous dissatisfaction.

For once,please tell me I'm a good kid,
Tell me how good I look,how good I write,how good I sit,
And tell me I did a good job with the broken love that I knit,
And tell me I'm a good kid.

Look into my eyes and tell what you see,
Not all of your dreams and what you wished me to be,
Hug me,kiss me,praise me,love me,
Love me,please.Love me.

tamat.

-2021

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