Unscrambling the rotting away trash from the past,
An erasable tear escaped past my ducts,
Financial and social problems,
And those were such grimy burdens,
Only If I had strived hard for it all,

Dad broke down at the glimpse of list of the fees,
Mom went speechless and stared blankly,
We went silent, waiting for them to speak up,
And finally when they uttered, it wasn’t anything nice.

They had to smother their remaining enthusiasm,
Prisoned at an rented house, all so alone,
While the neighbouring kids went to school,
All they could do was to watch with sad smiles lingering on.

I wasn’t of any help and my chests fills with regret,
And then it all started, family arguments and unbinding chaos,
What we did was waiting for them to snap up and realize,
We were suffering too and all they did was place goodbye,
Placed a void on our emotions,
Listening to music became my obsession,
Although I wasn’t sure of my existence,
Those days tarnished my perfect attendence.

While they laughed underneath their breaths,
I soaked up the problems that weren’t mine to take,
All I wished I had a life so much easier
But then I ask myself what’s exactly easier.
The whispers rose and rumors formed, everything went downhill,
Untill I rose all again. No thanks to them.

© beautiful monkey