Two
two
you say you listen
but i do what you say
ask my opinion
yet you know the way
and when we talk
my words are accusing
you're under attack
i'm intentionally abusing
i'm the transgressor
with no understanding
irrational, bitter,
and always demanding
i talk of my feelings
result, you are hurt
so i learn to keep quiet
to be introvert
my silence demands
to be filled with your plan
it's obvious isn't it?
i'm an empty man
with no ethic, or feeling
or parental instinct
what can i know? indeed,
how can i think?
i'm not the one
who's ever around
it's always you that
kids easily found
the work that i've done,
time spent away
things that i missed
a high price to pay
not really a choice,
it felt like a duty
to try for a life
filled with grace and with beauty
i know i have failed
in so many ways
despite my intentions
there's nothing to praise
it's all just a waste
so blank and so vain
no joy left to find
just echoes of pain
i am so selfish
and petty and cruel
my bitterness grows
my heart, miniscule
it's easy to think
this poem is of you
but that's only half-
u c, there are two
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