She says my dad is a bad parent.
I say that’s only what a true bad parent would say.
She says in 30 years we’ll be able to talk.
I say for that reason, you’ll be living alone.
She says I’ll grow up to be a troubled adult.
I say no duh, ‘cause I’ve got you for a parent!
She says I can’t cut myself off from part of my family.
I say you are not a part of my family.
She says I’m not living my life to the fullest.
I say how can I, when I’m stuck here in hell? !
She says my steely composure will get me nowhere.
I say I’m just reflecting what I feel and there’s nothing there.
She says I don’t share my life.
I say I have no life to share.
She says my poems are a great way to get my feelings out.
I say how did you know I write poems, you spying b*tch!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's really difficult to comment bout this poem.. but it's ok that you get your feelings out! !