You, don't understand what I write,
Yet you say it's soo nice.
You say you don't cry,
But everytime I leave I see you cry.I saw a little picture of me ,
In your wallet which you carry.
Dad, do you think it's necessary.Don't give me your jacket,
It's not that cold outside.
Your beaine is gonna ruin my hairstyle.You didn't have to leave your office,
Just because I was crying.
No, you didn't have to scold mom ,
Just because I was punished.Dad why do you make me believe,
I deserve everything.
YOU ARE READING
My Pen Bleeds
PoesiaWhen you know no one is gonna see it, and you can literally write anything. No one is gonna know