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Ok im sittin here, and do you know what? IM DONE
cos listenin to u moanin all the time aint fukin fun..
So i grew up, get over it, and i have a social life, i got
friends
I thought u wud be happy cos me n mark came to an end, 
But all you do is moan at me, do this do that ((i aint
listenin) 
"RESPECT" ((i cant hear you)) 
and do you know what dad, its ur turn to listen...
Im gonna tell you how i feel cos i have had enuf of u
lecturin me.. 
((im shuttin my eyes)) it saves me rollin em at the ceilin..
you wont ever know how im feelin. 
ITS ALWAYS THE SAME, stupid fukin lectures, stupid fukin
game.
I swear u dont like it when i'm happy, dad im 15 i aint in a
nappy!! 15 nearly 16 and u treat me like a kid, you do my
head in, who r u tryna kid??!!
I aint gunna walk out like i used to, but it takes alot to
stay in the same room as you. 
You got what u wanted, i came back, why keep naggin me, i
cant take that. I MADE SOME MISTAKES i think i already know
that but as soon as i start gettin good, you drag up my
past, and you shuv it in my face, i think it hurts enuf
without u makin me look a discrace. GET OUT MY FACE. 
Smash up my straighteners, take out the whole of my room,
cos u got it comin, and its gonna come soon, you will be
shocked wen i turn straight back round n smile, thats ok
dad, material stuff can be replaced. you cant n ur my dad,
yeah u annoy me, but i cant be asked to me angry, so jus
hold my hand n say its ok please dad.. i wont do it again..


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Posted: 2006-09-29 13:50:03 UTC

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2007-03-05 23:21:03Ashley
I think this poem was good. I am sure this isn't the only teen that has ever felt that way.