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You hated change of any kind
In your mind you knew
Exactly how the day
Was going to go –
And I tried to make it so.
I tried to protect from
Anyone or anything that
Would infect your rationale;
Your morale –
Was so easy to bruise.
In school you were
Abused - used
By kids who thought
That you were
Acting weird.
They smeared shit
On your clothes;
And who knows –
What else they
Put you through…
You hid your pain in art;
You drew everything
You saw and more –
As I tried hard
Not to fall apart.
Growing up the answers
Were confusing –
Hours were spent perusing -
Books;
To help you comprehend.
Sometimes you’d pretend;
So I’d loosen the
Apron strings a bit;
I knew
I had to submit…
The teens bought infatuation –
Agitation.
The opposite sex were not kind;
They didn’t understand
Your mind…
How a break-up
Would affect you.
And I told you,
One hundred texts a day
Was not the way to win a heart.
That was the start.
Now you’re a man –
You had a master plan
And went to Uni.
You learned to hide
The tics;
And other tricks;
So no-one knew
The difference.
You filled your soul
With music –
Bought a guitar
Taught yourself
To use it.
Life is still not easy.
You know it never will be -
Without sounding cheesy
I think you will agree -
That change is good!
That you could –
Achieve anything you want;
You could!
And while some dreams
May shatter
In the end -
People’s differences;
Really
Don’t
Matter.
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