Ignorance. Experience. Question. Seeking. Revelation. Knowledge. Expression.
Dear Mom and Dad, I am not an idiot. I am no fool, who has yet to understand the mechanics of life and society. You follow ingrained rules and argue with me without thinking of conversing and still label me as the disrespectful one. You interrupt my moment of clarification and disagree without understanding.
By Crybabi3 years ago in Poets
There was a time when I used to be your luxury. I never knew there was a problem. I would have never knew that you needed so much of me.
Alone, in a whispering home. A release of thought, and emotion is felt. What worth do we have in one another’s’ hearts?
