• Educatioin
    I have mine planed out
    But you said
    That you had your doubts
    Over and over all you say
    To go to college you need good grades
    Well i fulfill your requests
    But you yell at me
    And I begin to have a pain in my chest
    You make me work far more than the others
    All the while I think
    You are the worst father
    You say you want to give me
    A taste of life
    You don't know when enough is enough
    You push and push
    You think I an but I'm not that tough
    I hide these things
    Sometimes its so much
    It makes my heart bleed
    When will you gice up?
    Never
    When will I break?
    Never
    For now this poem will do
    But after eternity
    Of these feelings I will inform you