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To my parents,Why would you do this to me, the child you birthed?
Why would you ruin my life for your own pleasure?
Why would you seek revenge on someone who didn’t even offend you?
I am your hyperactive son who is no longer a treasure.
Why would you do this to me, the child you loved?
Why would you ruin my life for a crime I did not commit?
Why would you seek revenge on a teenager who bears you to ill will?
I am your crazy son whose love you don’t permit.
Why would you do this to me, the child you hugged?
Why would you ruin my life for a purpose I cannot figure out?
Why would you seek revenge and punish me to no end?
I am your random son who you think is a lout.
Why would you do this to me, the child you helped?
Why would you ruin my life for no reason that I see?
Why would you seek revenge on a defenseless young boy?
I am your red-headed son who is telling you his plea.
Hear Me RoarSo what if I’m a weirdo?
So what if I’m a geek?
So what if I’m annoying?
So what if I’m a freak?
I do not care what you say.
Haven’t you heard it, too?
I am rubber, you are glue,
Your words bounce off me and stick to you.
So what if I am childish?
So what if I am lame?
So what if I’m a dorky kid?
So what if you think I’ll never achieve fame?
Sticks and things that flay.
Rocks and boulders and stones.
All of those are examples
Of things that break my bones.
So what if that was stupid?
So what if I am too?
So what if I’m immature?
So what if I’m that’s taboo?
Think back a couple stanzas.
The one ‘bout sticks and “flay”.
Well, as I said, those can break my bones,
But words? No freakin’ way!
So what if I just censored?
So what if that’s not “cool”?
So what if swearing’s “awesome”?
So what if I’m a fool?
I think this is getting too long.
I think I’ll finish up.
If I Spoke my MindIf I spoke my mind,
I’d be in such a bind.
I would not have any friends,
If I spoke my mind.
If I voiced my thoughts,
I’d be so distraught,
I would not have any joy,
If I voiced my thoughts.
If I said my intent,
I’d be in such torment.
I would not have anyone,
If I said my intent.
If I ever explained,
I’d be truly pained.
I would not ever have a smile,
If I ever explained.
Maybe I am wrong,
Maybe they’d play along.
Maybe I wouldn’t be judged,
Maybe I am wrong.
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