Monday, June 18, 2018

Keep to Myself


Keep to Myself
6/16/2018

I often hide behind my doors
And lock them, so no one comes in,
I’m just so shy that I want to cry.
Talking with people seems foreign.
So, I hide in my room with a book in hand
Or when I’m alone I like to sing,
But often I feel out of place
And the feeling starts to sting.
But I hate getting left behind
I hate feeling left out,
Though in conversation, I get pushed aside
And it makes me want to shout!
TO SCREAM at the injustice
And the things I just can’t say.
But instead I stay behind my door
Hoping that it will go away.
Though often it’s a lonely life
Where people pass me bye,
I live happily in my solitude
Without a question or thought of why.

I keep to myself and come out when I want
I do what I wish with nary a thought.

Saturday, June 16, 2018

To My Dad


To My Dad
6/12/2018

My dad has done so many things, to help me get through life
When I was a child and growing up he helped me through all strife.
There was a time when I was young, and I hurt from getting a shot
My dad was there, he held my hand, and then he picked me up.
And when we were young, without delay, he would come and play with us
He’d pretend to be a papa wolf and would join without a fuss.
He ran around, down on all fours, on the living room floor
And howled to the moon with my sister and I, but he also did much more.
When I was hurt and couldn’t walk, he helped me get around
He helped me to class, and waited for me, and didn’t make a sound
Of complaint or aggravation, he just helped me on my way
And through my life, it’s been like that, he helped me learn each day.
He helped us with our homework whenever he had the time
And he taught us important lessons even though we thought that a crime
Cause we didn’t want to listen and we thought it was such a bore
But later in life, I realized he’s right, and I wished I’d listened more.
My dad has always been there for me, he taught me wrong and right
He helped me through things big and small, and things turned out alright.