The disapointment in my eyes aren't a guilt weapon.
It's real, But I'm used to you letting me down.
I think it's sad,
You think you make up for it by buying me things
Or letting me have friends over,
I guess I'm good at lieing and hiding my true feelings.
I'm used to using those skills,
But who gives me a reason to use them?
You.
I think you feel disapointed in yourself,
And you try to forget,
But everytime you look in my eyes,
You feel guilty and heavy and disapointed all over again.
I hide my feelings so you have an easier life.
And yet, You still haven't seen it.
You have quite an amount on your plate,
You're becoming over-welmed.
Everyone can see it.
Stop lieing to yourself,
This family is decaying.
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Im a 12 year old girl,
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is truthfull, an eye opener, cuts through to the heart (of the matter) . As a father I can relate only to well. Too much work and not enough time spent with our kids (family) . Sad, honest.