You don't get it.
I wanna be the boy
You dread your parents to meet, 'pedirle perdón', and share embarrassing memories from when you were just a kid.
I wanna be the boy
You bring home and say,
"He's the reason I smile so easily."
I wanna be the boy
You usher gossip with your older sister, while giggles and laughter begin to fill up the room.
I wanna be the boy
You're proud of and whether
we're in public or not,
your affection never wanes.
I wanna be the boy
You cordially announce as
THE POET,
while I get myself together but
until you can no longer bear to keep me a secret,
and that fact alone
kills you inside,
I'll wait
YOU ARE READING
Monsters Are Human
PoetryShe was poetry in a world still learning the alphabet. [ Just poems I found on Tumblr.] [ I do not own any of these!! ] [ The first few are horse poems. But it gets better. ] #230 in Poetry - 1 June 2016
