I remember that day like the back of my hands,
I was just a kid who was yet to conquer many lands.
I remember how stressful that week had been,
Was it too much that I asked for a shoulder to lean?
I was always known as the 'troubled child',
Was is it because I dreamt too wild?
Then I saw the love I craved given to others in a golden platter,
I kept telling myself that things like that didn't Matter.
Oh boy! Was I wrong?
Because your complains started getting hours long.
I always wondered, why did you paint?
When you knew you'd destroy it like it didn't worth the money,when heard you'd faint.
You sowed the seeds of frustration in me,
All I asked was to live a life cage-free.
That day the complains and the comparing blocked my ears mum,
To forget those horrible words was to feel numb.
When I returned after a long hours of crying,
You saw my bloodied hands and asked me what was happening.
Just like all the other times, I lied.
What saddened me was you didn't even act like you were riled.
I was just eleven,
I didn't know it was not okay to harm yourself then.
I never understood and you never tried to teach me mum,
Even though I had a hard time, I am trying to stick with y'all like a gum.