My family
Fails to understand that
Being sad has nothing to do with
How well fed I am
Or how well dressed
They ask me
Why?
You have everything
We gave you everything
They ask me questions
That leave me silent
They make me feel better
By making me feel guilty
-I know others have it worse, mum, but how does that make my sadness invalid?
YOU ARE READING
The Aftertaste
PoetryThese are just a bunch of shitty poems (at least I think they're poems) don't even waste your time
