Happy birthday to you, you're not the sweet boy that grew beside me...
I thought we was finally beginning to see-no-evil in what people wanted for us to be...
To just look & learn & see the true value of us individually...
& what always made me fight tirelessly for you...
Far from the man I thought I once knew...
Happy birthday to you, The angry, scream & shout declaring what your all about...
I guess you haven't quite figured it out...?
You say being able to look in the mirror...
Makes your conscience know your clear...
But wouldn't you look in the mirror just to check your self image...
I'm afraid most do my dear...
A mirror doesn't reflect what you obverse refuse to see & you're conscience cant hear...
You're looking in the wrong mirror if you Not a decent man from what I can see...
you're losing your dignity...
A far cry from the man you make out to be...
It's quite sad in all honesty...
I thought, hand on heart that we were cut from the same cloth...
But like me you are not...
You think I haven't forgot...
You my brother need to learn a lot...
I think it's you that seems to have forgot...
In me you had a lot...
Every time it was me that was there for you...
Always stood by you...
It's bad enough that you've never been there in return,
what makes it worse is loyalty you process none,
A liar you've to seem to have become...
Defiantly the bullied one has become the bully...
Oh yes definitely your mothers son...
Its true, so true I'm nobody to you...
& now your dead to me too...
Happy birthday to you & Goodbye to me too...
- Author: JaimeLeigh m=Mead (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 5th, 2022 23:14
- Category: Family
- Views: 8
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