Have you forgotten?

I took a deep breath.

There they were again.

I had forgotten to run the dishwasher again.

I had apologised time and time again.

Have they forgotten that I’m human like them?

Did they forget that I’ll make mistakes?

I took another deep breath.

Silently, I hold in the hurricane of emotions

Raging inside my mind.

I close my eyes.

I clamp my mouth shut,

In a bid to keep myself from baring my teeth like wolves.

It’s not the fact that I screwed up that I grow upset about.

It’s the fact that I am forced to hold my tongue in a place where I should speak freely.

That I have to hold it all in before I explode and stampede on the city.

Have you forgotten? That once you were like me?

That once, you wished your parents could see what you see?

 

Can’t you do the same for me?

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Understanding My Grandson

requires this kind of empathy from me. I'm working on it - his anger is there, and calm and a loving posture works best with the pre-teen in the fam. Kids have pressures too. Got it! Jokes and humor work great too! - slc