Sometimes I Wonder Do You Know Me

I sit in my solitude what would make you see.

That i can't be all you want me to be.

You yell and scream at me for sitting where i feel safe.

Why can't you just give me my space.

I have things i like to do.

My life does not revolve around you.

Why do i try to tell you why i am the way i am.

I don't think you will ever understand.

You wonder why i hide.

Why is because i can't tell you what i feel inside.

Why do i even try.

All you do is make me cry.

You make me think lowly of myself.

You my father on top of everyone else.

Do you want to see me fail.

So you can lauph at me when i can not sail.

Do you want me  to give up on all i beleive.

Sometimes i wonder Do You Know Me?

*Brandy*

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i wrote this poem for my father because he makes me feel like he don't care about me

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Thia Alisha Araya von Sacher-Masoch's picture

A good but sad poem. I'm sorry you feel like your Father doesn't care for you, but I'm sure he does in his own way... I don't know, maybe, maybe not, I don't know the whole story, but I'm sure he DOES care.
I could relate to the bit about needing space, I need alot of time on my own, maybe cos I've lived alone now for the last 10 years and can't handle having people "in my face". 'Hell is other people' as someone once said - true innit?
Thanx for sharing that poem, which contains alot of personal painful feelings of yours.
Take care, and if you get the chance give me a critique one day - I would value your opinion of my poetry.
Take care,
Alisha x

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thank you

thank you

i appreciate you're kind words i couldn't figure out the password since i did this when i was 16 i still write to this day and find a great release in getting the words out but in 2015 i lost my dad and b4 he died i wrote him a poem and he heard it and i have forgotten what an escape and how true poetry is because you know trama and heart break tend to change us but thanks so much for looking and liking the poem it means the world to me... also im coming to check out your poems now i fianlly got back in