Demeanor/poem by MwsR
Can’t you see the push and shove you are doing?
I try to stay near you but your demeanor is to evade me.
I once thought life would not had been so cruel or mean.
But people say things and do things they later regret that they did.
I know you don’t see it now, you are young and of course wiser than me.
You laugh at my rules, hence, you laugh at me.
You mock my issues, taunt my ever-loving nerves,
I know you are not cold-hearted, but sometimes I am confused
I give my protection, my money and time
You take it and then you claim it ain’t mine.
Where can a person find what is wrong and make it right?
Even if they do not have a “dog” in this fight.
Struggles, I own them
Difficulties, yes we have some
But so much hostility has me tied up in knots
Before I say I don’t give a crap,
Maybe you can change your push or your shove,
Please let our paths together be one of love.
My stomach stays in knots from each cruel gesture and word
I think personally sometimes this all is absurd.
Just a case of who listens to who, perhaps a misjudgment or two.
Things don’t have to be this way, you know.
I have tried to show you , I love you so.
We can agree to disagree and let bygones be gone.
Or am I presumptuous and blindly wrong?