What I see in your eyes
Is selfishness and lies
What I hear in your voice
Is the refusal to make a choice
What I hate most of all
Is that your drunk when ever you call
What I notice thats not so strange
Is the fact I know now you will never change
What I believe will come of what you do
Is that our relationship is almost through
So many things that you wont show
Simple little things about me you SHOULD know
Your words are like daggers to my heart
Slowly, painfully ripping me apart
I'm sorry, I love you mean nothing anymore
There just words thoughtlessly kicked around on the floor
I can't say your forgiven and I love you too
Because I honestly don't know if the words would be true.
Another poem I can fully relate too. It's sad that we write poems about these things, but in all honesty it's happening in our lives and there's not a damn thing we can do about it. Venting out our anger,and sadness by poetry about the parents who don't know how to be gives us hope sometimes. It calms us down.
You make my feel incredibley lucky to have parents like mine. Thanks for that. :) Jessie