Book of Poems 2

Thanks

Again it happens.
Again I cry.
Again they snapped.
Again I sigh.

This seems familiar.
A never-ending cycle.
Please let it stop.
I can't even smile.

I tried to be perfect.
I tried my very best.
Though I've felt horrible,
could I not pass your test?

I don't feel sorry,
for the choices I made.
I'm my own person,
and I'm not going to fade.

If you can't accept it,
then sorrowfully, we part.
There's no other choice,
that's what I thought.

I grew up on my own,
when you weren't around
But thanks to you,
my dream has been found.

~fin~