What is it you really want?
I mean, It could have already been written, Or not yet you are still deciding the font?
You can be true to me,
I won't judge, Unless it's really bad then.. Well.. Maybe?
The words you say,
Don't inflict pain, At least not to me in any way,
The actions you do,
Is it supposed to make me think about who I am, Who?
So, What is it you gain,
Does it make you sane?
Even if I don't mind,
What if I'm just the kind who forgives and forgets, Kind?
Could you ask nicely at the very less?
And it would make us happier, And not have to guess,
I know you are powerful, Much more than me,
So what is it you want me to see?
Is it for a tear?
Is it for fear?
Is it for seeing the weak spots?
Or for filling in your insults, One by one in each slot..?
Or is it just to make us be good?
Like we should?
I tell you I tried,
But, With too many responsibilities, I fell before I flied..
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Dear parents...
Poetry*This is discontinued, just leaving it up :). This may be updated once in a while tho:* ~~ 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜... Hello! Welcome to this book.. I hope you are willing to take a quick peek or look, Before you venture on, Into the depths of our...
