Why are you like this?
Honest to goodness
Why do you like to make my life a living hell
I know you think you're being funny
But funny shouldn't come at the expense
Of someone's kindness
It's not fair to know that
You don't grow up
Because I do it for you
I keep your secrets
While you tell them all of mine
I shield you from their hatred
As you stab me in the back
I accept you when the world doesn't
Just to know that you'd never accept me
I pave the way
But you litter my road with disrespect
I grow up
So you don't have to
Maybe one day you'll see that
YOU ARE READING
My Unofficial Truths
PoetryI write poetry. So you're good? I didn't say that. I write poetry. So you can rhyme? I don't always. I write poetry. So you tell stories? Every time.
