Parents

[Considerate Empath]

Just wrote this to vent in a better way than punching the wall. Not sure it even qualifies as poetry, but here it is anyway:

 

You expect perfection

You expect servitute

You expect things to suddenly change

 

You see the best result in your mind

You blame everyone but yourself when it's not achieved

 

You think you deserve the best because you are a parent

You are naive

 

You shout out your demands and empty threats

You believe repeating earlier failiures will make a success

 

You work many hours a day which I thank you for

You have no right to take out your anger out on others because of it

 

You gave me life, I never asked for it

You can't expect gratitude from someone who no longer wants it

 

 

//C.E.