We'Re Sighing Poem by John Carter Brown

We're sighing because it's just all we can do,
We've tried all there is just to get through to you;
You say that you'll try to be better next time,
We're afraid that, again, you're just using that line.

You don't seem to care how much trouble you cause,
And between your mad antics there's hardly a pause;
You drive in the wedge a bit further each time,
Your behaviour towards us we see as a crime.

What you want out of life is a mystery to me,
You will never be happy until you are free;
Free to discover it's not what you thought,
This bed of red roses, so eagerly sought.

You're blind to the fact that this world's a tough place,
You may find it bitter when you've had a taste;
All those who would help you have done all they can,
You've rejected us all, every woman and man.

You have carefully burned all your bridges behind,
By the things you have said, they were very unkind;
Every knot that was tied you have slowly undone,
The web of your sorrows, yourself you have spun.

(Written June 1995)