A Child's Self Worth
A child's self worth, painted with words:
“You ain’t worth a pinch of bumble bee...”
Well, I think you know the rest
No, mom wasn’t the best
And she let me know-
She regretted having me
In later years, I felt the gravity.
Power words divide you as you grow
The two people to wield such power,
Father and mother,
Shaping you by the hour
Creating the world you know
And making sure the pain
In letting go
Was equal the time wasted
On a candle that wouldn't glow
Or outshine the dreams left behind
An accident for which I’m to blame
An accident bearing a name
Not worth a pinch of...
Excuse me for letting it-
Get the better of me
It’s still a loud memory,
But they’re gone now
And the future’s bright to see
Not because of them,
But because of me
I would actually say,
‘In spite’,
And I’d be perfectly right
Tomorrow and I, are a new day
And they, a cold and very distant night.
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