This may just be selfishness
But at least I have something so say-
I’m sure your concern
With table topics like
Empty-Nest-Syndrome
Are charming, for sure
And deeply rooted in love
But I must suggest-
Instead of turning every glimmer of accomplishment to yourselves
I share in the spotlight
I need some sort of consolation
As I deal with the demand to leave my former home
But you love to brag of your travels, instead
Never giving a second
To the person who must uproot herself in less than a month
At least next time I’ll get to choose
And like some power-crazed villain
I’ll ensure
All eyes will be on me
Or at least our side
The side of the Matriarch and Benefactor
Who you so blindly ignore
At least I see hope on your shallow end
A girl, like me
Who’ll be bound to my place in no time-
That is,
Once I’ve left.
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