Written on August 16th, 2020
Last Edited on: Saturday, November 21st, 2020
Every action, Word, Phrase,
Had to come from someone who showed you, Showed.
Who is it? I honestly want to know. So I'll ask again, Who is it.
Did you learn it, When they personally had one of those "Anger fits?"
Your mothers? I feel like they are too kind,
Gave all us presents, Graced us with smiles, I feel like they are the best family members you'd find,
Brother? Sister? Maybe, But probably not...
Unless you learned it in a battle or in a quarrel, You fought with them, Fought,
Why is it always Kids vs. Adults?
I think we all know the results...
You always win, Injuring us upon the way,
Until the very day..
We grow into adulthood,
We have our different moods,
If I was in charge of it all, I would say to all, Say,
"Why anger, Why rage? That doesn't give you a way!"
You know REALLY aren't as powerful, As you always say..
You know, That you lose power every single day-
Like a scoop of ice cream, Melting, Dripping.. Down, Down, Down,
It Turns a carefree smile into a stony frown.
So, I'll ask again, Who taught you to be mean? Who made you frown?
If it was your family, "Boo! Boo!" *thumbs down*
But, If you personally made that decision, You—
I'm ashamed. Quite Ashamed. You should know many others are too ashamed of you too.
YOU ARE READING
Dear parents...
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