Sappy Poem 11
You don’t appreciate me the way you should.
Do this, do that,
don’t you get that I’m not a machine?
I don’t work for you, so please, stop treating me that way.
You look at me and see a disappointment,
I know this as a fact.
I mess up, you yell, I cry, pretend it never happened.
You mess up, I confront, you yell, I cry, pretend it never happened.
Tell me, how is this right?
I try my very best,
yet somehow, it’s never good enough.
I get good grades,
it’s never enough.
So what is good enough?
Do this or no college, do that or no job;
I’m only a kid, don’t you get that?
You hate me,
I think I hate you too.
Feeling is mutual.
How do you feel now?
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