How I feel Part 3

by Sora, The Lonely Poet   May 12, 2006


So this is how I feel about all of this.
No happiness or eternal bliss.
None of that happens to me.
Don't you see?

Let's start from the beginning this time
I'll tell you what happened.
How it all started
How my life became miserable.

I was a very good student, you see.
I was very good, but it wasn't me.
I did all to make my mother happy.

She believed that if I did good
That would be great.
But if I messed up,
A terrible fate.

I could only get A's and B's
And maybe one C.
But if I got a D or F
It would surely bring my death.

So I tried hard, and after all of these years
It came to the worst of my fears.
My worst subjects were science and math.
And no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get it right.

I started with an F.
That's all you see.
Because we only had a week.
Only one test and I brought it up
From an F to a D+.

She care how hard I tried.
What only mattered was that she lost her pride.
She told me I could never do anything again,
Not even go to Magic Mountain with my friend.

I was in Choir, you see.
And Tech Mentor, and Headliners,
All I could be.
She told me I could never participate again
Not until the end.

So now in a bout of misery.
It's only me you see.

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