You Yell At Me
You yell at me,
Blaming me for things i seem to be,
I try to see things through your perspective,
Because your my relative,
I thought I would understand,
I try not to seem offhand,
You yell at me,
For things that you had to see,
Is this your objective?
To make me feel defective?
To see me cry,
Knowing why?
Doesn't it make you wonder?
What is making me blunder?
Or do you know?
What I happen to stow?
All those terrible memories,
That you left for me to bestow
You yell at me,
One of these days,
I will be ready,
My eyes hardening,
As I tell you no,
I am done suffering,
And wondering,
When it will end,
You yell at me,
I yell back,
Finding my voice,
Knowing it isn't the right choice,
I can't stop myself,
It flies out.
I leave the house,
You stand there speechless,
You yell for me,
But I ignore you,
I keep walking,
No where.
You yell at me,
And I am gone.
Copyright © Tori Brock | Year Posted 2017
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