Poem I wrote… =.= so i posted it…
Listen
Why do you criticize, when you don’t even listen?
Because you don’t hear me, how do you know me?
You’ve never asked, so I’ve never told.
So how can you say that I’m hateful?
When you’re ten times worse?
You keep saying, “I only want what’s best for you.”
But you just keep yelling.
Why do you look for a reason to yell?
But keep promising otherwise.
You’re my dad and I know you worry.
But have you ever even thought?
Even just once,
Ever truly asked,
“Do you want to talk?”
I remember once you did,
And I tried, I really did.
But one sentence later, you broke into another lecture.
Then another time, we sat,
Again to talk once more.
And you brought down my expectations once again.
I’ve gone to mom, and talked to her,
But once again you came,
Like a thunderstorm you came,
And pointed out all the problems you thought I had,
And told me I had no right,
No reason,
To cry.
You know nothing.
So why can’t you simply sit and listen?
I do the same for you, and everyone else.
Why do you ask questions, but wait for no answers?
Even though they’re not rhetorical,
And you know it’s true.
It’s like talking to the dead.
Who no longer have ears.
Why won’t you listen, and try to understand?
How can you be so deaf?
