Ok, this one doesn't have a title, and I know it's not one of my best.  But I was really angry/sad when I wrote it, so I was concentrating more on expressing my emotions than making it into good poetry.  K, so remember that before u read it...


I know I’m not perfect,
And don’t claim to be.
Like every human being,
I make mistakes to a certain degree.

I am the poster child,
For parents everywhere.
I don’t drink or do drugs,
And my grades are way up there.

I’m polite and refined,
Always perky and sweet.
Don’t hang with the wrong crowd,
Don’t make promises I can’t keep.

With so many temptations,
And pressure to be like “them”,
I sometimes fear I’ll crumble,
And that my beliefs will cave in.

But my morals always win,
Because I strive to make you see,
That even though I’m not perfect,
I’m a lot more than “they”’ll ever be.

Yet still I’m punished for such trivial things,
When  I could be doing worse.
And you fail to praise me for the good I do,
Which sometimes really hurts.

I may never live up to your standards,
Though you fail to notice how hard I try.
In reality, I will never be perfect,
But at least I’m not a knocked-up runaway.


~*Nikki*~

     *~Fighting for your love~*
    *~Is something I cannot do~*
   *~I'm not good enough to win~*
*~And I'm not strong enough to lose~*

"True friends stab you in the front."
"You are special and unique in your own way." "Your FAITH is all you need"

       

  

i luve mi con-tray! lyke a big an brown stetch olan wiv losa sun!

Sometimes, the things that go unsaid are the only things worth hearing.

This is a painful situation to be in, as you have said in your poem. It sometimes teaches people to not care because it hurts too much to care. I'm trying to help my brother through it because it's really hurting him deeply. Just hang in there. Parents aren't perfect either and all they want is for you to be the best you can be. The only problem is they don't always see things the way you do. So you need to speak up. When I told my dad basicly everything you said in your poem he realized what they were doing and they've eased up. You might want to try it. Well anywho, thanks for posting. I enjoyed the poem a lot.

You know its been a good day when you come home, realize you forgot your key again, and decide to climb through the doggie door instead of complaining

Hey thank u 2 everyone who responded!!!  

Jenn and Cherish and anyone else who can relate massively~ We definitely should start a club lol!!!  I wanna be president!  

SEA~I definitely understand that parenting isn't neccesarily easy.  I'm the oldest of 4 children, so I know my mom is sorta "testing" things out on me.  She's not a pro and shes not perfect, and I know that.  It's just that it feels like I'm trying so hard 2 prove 2 her that I want 2 make her happy, yet it's amounting to nothing.  It just helps to feel appreciated once in a while and, when you're not, it's frusturating...This piece was pretty much just venting, but thanks 2 everyone who read it!!!       

~*Nikki*~

     *~Fighting for your love~*
    *~Is something I cannot do~*
   *~I'm not good enough to win~*
*~And I'm not strong enough to lose~*

Love me for Rhon loves me.

*FDNY*

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