Question; Poem by Ballerina With Fins
Question;
Life is a freak show
and we are all freaks.
Mother i listen and i'm
crying out for you to
be proud of me
but no
i am too short?
or too tall? or too insolent or too quiet for your
liking.
My lines are too unorderly
and i forget to use punctuation
but forgive me i try i make
mistakes- everyone does? or don't they
And i ask too many questions besides
too many questions cannot be
answered.
Questions are formidable even to the best prepared. For the greatest fool may ask more than the wisest can answer. This is a cool poem. Loved its wording, style and everything. Peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 8:46:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It is so hard to live up to some parents unrealistic expectations, but us kids never grow up in this respect it seems BWF. Good poem, I am sure a lot will identify with, Tai a mother who just wants them to be happy chappies, and of course rich beyond their wildest dreams! lol