They whine and scream in the face of adversity
You run until troubles cease chasing

They cry and moan when anger arises
You bury Your feelings deep with your pride

They hysterically laugh at whatever seems fit
You force yourself to have “fun” with family

whatever leaps into Their mind, They energetically express
behind closed doors is Your sole sanctuary of truth

You boss, scold, and discourage misbehavior
yet Their actions are truer than Your dreams

why are You the one in charge




when They have courage?

why do You possess the power
when They have a clear conscience?

maybe that explains why They sleep soundly at 9 PM
and You lie awake in your filthy sheets

until You have sucked every last drop out of Your bottle of lies