After All

August 10, 2011
So I know he's better than me,
I know he's smarter, better, and more athletic,
but as my dad of all people looks down at me,
I begin to wonder,
why am I always left behind,
people think I'm great too,
that I'm smart, nice, and friendly,
but to him I'm just in the shade,
of the tree I call my brother,
but for once take a look at me,
don't think about him,
and maybe then,
you'll truly see,
I'm not so bad,
after all.

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nikkigonefishin said...
Aug. 15, 2011 at 5:44 pm
This is really good. Its short but its able to convey sadness. It remind me of the father-son relationships in John Steinbeck's East of Eden.
Laura_Oliver said...
Aug. 14, 2011 at 8:03 pm
Love it, but it's sad...I hope you are not using experience to write this. Anyway, I hope to see more from you...(and check out my poems too, like "True Colors")!
SunkistKisser said...
Aug. 14, 2011 at 10:12 am
Love it! I think a lot of people will be able to relate to this peom. :)
magusalex replied...
Aug. 14, 2011 at 5:06 pm
Thanks! I was hoping people could relate.
tehefreshy1 said...
Aug. 13, 2011 at 11:48 pm
i know how this person (or you) feels. i have two siblings who are both older than me. my sister is daddys little girl and my brothers a mamas boy.theres nothing wrong with this except theirs no room for a this poem.
magusalex replied...
Aug. 14, 2011 at 12:27 am
Thanks a lot! I have an older brother who's pretty much perfect and it's like as hard as I try to be great, my parents don't notice...
tehefreshy1 replied...
Aug. 14, 2011 at 5:16 pm
Sure. i know what you mean.its like all that trying,  and detrmination...all the hope that someone will notice...down the drain.
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