Misunderstood
My actions, you deem offensive
Discipline me, you wish to always
For fun to you, is alien
In my games, you see only sin
Forgetting, you once played to
My words, you claim disrespectful
Manners, you think I lack
Though a friend, I see in you
Casual, I wish to speak
Respect you, I will still
My attire, disdains you
Neatness, you wish I had
Though comfortable, I choose to be
If rags I use, than let it be
Control me, you should not try
A disgrace, you think I am
Your expectations, I have yet to meet
Though what you expect, is not as I am capable
For if my voice, you would not ignore
A bright disgrace, you would hear
As my aspirations, would bring you pride...
Copyright © Keshan Govender | Year Posted 2015
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