Pupa

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I've thought of it, turned his words over in my head,
My father told me to get early in my bed.
I followed his order and I'm still following it,
Of course, time has passed, and I've grown a bit.

My mum told me, to always top my classes,
I do what she said I now wear thick glasses.
My gran told me to do what is kind,
I've worked on it her words fresh in my mind.

My sister wanted me to never drink even a sip,
I've followed her words and get called 'a creep'.
My brother said protectively, "don't ever talk to a boy",
So I kept my distance cuz brother is a great guy.

For 16yrs now I've worked hard on me,
Trying to become what they what me to be,
They want me to be a pretty little doll,
Smart, kind, creep and everything and all,
Once in a while I wonder who I really am,
Not all the time though cuz in busy keeping the good name.

For all my life Ive been sculpted by them,
Carved for there satisfaction my life has a black hem,
They do randomly stroll in my room usually when they are yellow,
Telling me one more rule that they never seem to follow,
It's been 16 years have followed it tough,
I am still crying in my bed and still not enough,
Like thunder to a cloud a thought struck me-
yes, I'll believe it caused what the truth must be!
That for no reason have I been forever sappy,
I was always good it's just them who's not happy.

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