Ears that cease to hear.
Eyes that refuse to see.
What thoughts lie deep inside your mind
when you choose to acknowledge me.
Why are all my questions
ignored or brushed away?
I may not be worthwhile to you,
but I will, I'm sure, one day.
Why is my best not good enough?
Why do I feel alone?
Why do I feel threatened
in this place I call my home?
Why do you feel the need
to chastise me when I fail?
Be my guiding inspiration.
Through life's waters help me sail.
It would appear to please you
to see my dreams reduced to dust.
Why can't I make you understand
I need your love and trust?
Why, in all you voice to me
do I hear bitterness and regret?
Why is my mere existence
something you'd rather forget?
Please treat me with the kindness
that I both need and crave,
and try to understand
that I can't always behave.
For I am just a child
who often makes mistakes,
I don't mean to make you angry
I'll be good for all our sakes.
I did not ask to be here,
the choice in that was yours,
so love me whilst I'm tiny,
before childhood runs it's course.
Ears that cease to hear.
Eyes that refuse to see.
Look beyond my failings.
See hope. See dreams. See me.
