As a child
we all want to be our parents when we grow up
where did we lose that
Now I sit alone
in my bedroom
playing on my phone
hoping that I'll be my own person soon
i do everything that I can
to get away from the life I had planed
my parents can't stand
that I refuse to take their hand
If only they could see
that what I really need
Is them to believe in me
i don't want to be them anymore
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Author:
Justagirl (
Offline) - Published: June 27th, 2017 14:16
- Category: Family
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Comments1
I am a father of three, all grown up with kids of their own. Believe me, it is as hard for parents to let go as it is for kids to find their own way.
Your poem is very good, and you give us all a lot of food for thought.
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