That child in the corner
Can't help but wonder
What an ordinary family is like.
That child in the corner
Can't help but accept
The messed up family he was born in.
His parents?
They're arguing constantly.
His mom?
She's mentally ill.
His dad?
He's about to leave.
His siblings?
He doesn't have any.
That child in the corner
Is all alone in this cruel world.
He's tired, but he can't sleep.
He's anxious, he worries about things.
He's depressed, always on the brink of death
And no one cares.
His parents are too busy with their conflict
And their child is obligated to witness it all.
Alcohol, screaming, beating
That's what some kids
Live through everyday.
Guess what? No one cares.
At an early age,
These kids learn
That if they don't help themselves,
Then no one else will.
At an early age,
These kids learn
How to be independent
'Cause humans are selfish.
Some kids can't take it
And give up on life
Thinking it's their fault
That their parents ended up like this.
No, it's the other way around.
What did a poor child do
To have to go through shit?
What did a poor child do
To deserve this misery?
It's not their fault
That life was unfair to them.
It's not their fault
They were born this way.
That child in the corner
May be hiding, but he's stronger than he appears to be,
He may act like a loser, but he's wiser than he seems
And nothing can stop him from living his well deserved life.
YOU ARE READING
A World Unseen
PoetryHmmm I see you've managed to enter my subconscious mind. I welcome you with open arms, but I'm not sure whether you'll like it here. We've got: a shit ton of mental disorders, angst, passive aggressiveness, victim mentality, despair as well as a tin...
