I found it hard
After so many years
To move out on my own
I shedded some tears
I left behind
A blanket of security
And encountered
A hypocritic purity
I never knew
But found out quick
What my parents went through
That got them sick
A mountain of pressure
What to do?
Bills must be paid
What can i do?
But in the end
You'll understand
That to have clout
You must move out.
C. Vergara
09.19.2010
One has to face the reality of life and meet the challenges head on. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully penned...great rhymes🌹