Thinking... Poem by Jay Bigger

Thinking...



I don't like your attitude
The old fimiliar phrase
However when I hear it
...my heads in a daze
I don't listen

There are things on our minds
Parents don't understand
They ask whats wrong
our reply
'Nothing, im grand.'

They always seem to pick the wrong day
Sometimes I wish my mum would just ask
'How was your day? '

Yeah we know they love us
Do everything to help us
But our young minds are complex
Because we think too much

Friday, March 7, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: parents
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