~ You aren’t listening ~
How could you understand if you’re not listening to me?
Why do you think the situation will be better if you keep yelling?
Did you ever think it would drive me to the brink of doing the exact opposite?
You make me feel guilty for what happened, like it was my fault like it was something I intended to do
Why does it always have to be my friends?
Is it because they say hello and good evening and it makes them look suspicious?
Or is it because society has brought you to think that they have to do with everything that is wrong with the world?
I’m your child… aren’t you supposed to know me and understand me
But then how can you understand, if you’re not listening?
can u relate to this poem.....share situations ooh matter of fact lets compare it'll be fun
