I was so small,
not only in height but in thought.
I was always so happy to see you,
to hug you.
Because you always said the right things in the right moments.
And then I grew up.
Now I am taller
now I'm wiser.
And now nobody but me cares about you.
Now more than ever you need them,
but they don't want to need you.
Because maybe this time
what was right for you
was only good for you and your intentions,
not for us in our life and happiness.
Now I'm the only one that asks
about you.
Now I'm the only one that cares about your life.
Now I'm the only one that is fine with your mind.
Dear Grandpa,
you screw up
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PoetryMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
