Please Forgive Me Poem by Julius Victorio

Why is it that I do these stupid things...
Foolish I am for not respecting the man and woman that bore me...
But why is it that when I seek to be heard, my voice isn't able to reach out to them? Why is it that their childishness isn't wrong?
It takes soo much of my person to cooperate with them...

Why do I feel soo... soo empty?
This shell of mine, on a laptop for a majority of the day...

Help me... help me... help me...