Passive AggressiveA Poem by Alex P.Venting... Again...You tell me you feel under appreciated, Like I’m making your life hell, That I b***h at you all day, And all I do is yell
You tell me things weren’t this bad, When I was living somewhere else, Well you won’t have to worry much longer, Because soon I’ll be off by myself
It’s not as though I don’t have my own problems to worry over, Things stressing me out too, I realize that we’re pinched for cash, But don’t you think if I could, I wouldn’t help you?
Do you think me that vain, That I wouldn’t help my own blood? As much as you parallel me, I’m not my father, I’m not the brat you think I am I don’t like being such a pain
Soon I’ll be on my own, You won’t have to deal with me any more, And we can return to that fake relationship The happier one, Where we actually talked like human beings, And actually enjoyed one another’s company
I miss that you, I know she’s there somewhere, Why can’t you let her out more? Is having me around that horrible, You said you missed me when I was gone Did you really miss me? Doesn’t seem like it.
Now I remember why I left. © 2011 Alex P. |
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Added on February 12, 2011 Last Updated on February 12, 2011 AuthorAlex P.AB, CanadaAboutAmateur Herbalist | Feminist | Social and Environmental Justice Activist | Entrepreneur --- The content of this profile and all other associated content are hereby strictly prohibited from disclosur.. more..Writing
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